MAGGIE. It'll be before he's gone.

(MAGGIE _crosses to_ L. _with them_.)

VICKEY. But we don't want--

MAGGIE. Is this your house or mine?

VICKEY. It's your cellar.

MAGGIE. And I'm in charge of it.

(_The four go into bedroom_. VICKEY _starts to argue_. ALBERT
_opens the door_. VICKEY _and_ ALICE _go out followed by_
FREDDY _and_ ALBERT. VICKEY _is pushed inside_. WILL _is
going to stairs_.) You sit you still, and don't forget you're
gaffer here. I'll open door. (WILLIE _sits in chair above table_.
MAGGIE _goes upstairs and opens the door. Enter_ HOBSON _to
top stair_.)

HOBSON (_with some slight apology_). Well, Maggie.

MAGGIE (_uninvitingly_). Well, father.

HOBSON (_without confidence_). I'll come in.

MAGGIE (_standing in his way_). Well, I don't know. I'll
have to ask the master about that.

HOBSON. Eh? The master?