from him.

MAGGIE. Private from Will? Nay, it isn't. Will's in the family--
(_comes back a little_),--and you've nowt to say to me that
can't be said to him.

HOBSON. I've to tell you this with him there?

MAGGIE. Will and me's one.

WILLIE. Sit down, Mr. Hobson.

MAGGIE. You call him father now.

WILLIE (_astonished_). Do I?

HOBSON. Does he?

MAGGIE. He does. Sit down, Will.

(WILL _sits right of table_. MAGGIE _stands at the head of
the table_. HOBSON _sits on sofa_.)

Now, if you're ready, father, we are. What's the matter?

HOBSON. That--(_producing the blue paper_)--that's the
matter.

(MAGGIE _accepts and passes it to_ WILL _and goes behind
his chair. He is reading upside down. She bends over chair and