Sigsby?
JAWBONES Gone to look up the police, I think, sir. [Having
finished, he rises.] Some of those factory girls been up to their
larks again.
GEOFFREY Umph! What's it about this time?
JAWBONES They've took objection to one of our posters.
GEOFFREY What, another! [To ST. HERBERT.] Woman has disappointed
me as a fighter. She's willing enough to strike. If you hit back,
she's surprised and grieved.
ST. HERBERT She's come to the game rather late.
GEOFFREY She might have learned the rules. [To JAWBONES.] Which
particular one is it that has failed to meet with their approval?
JAWBONES It's rather a good one, sir, from our point of view:
"Why she left her 'appy 'ome."
GEOFFREY I don't seem to remember it. Have I seen it?
JAWBONES I don't think you 'ave, sir. It was Mr. Sigsby's idea.
On the left, the ruined 'ome, baby crying it's little 'eart out--
eldest child lying on the floor, scalded--upset the tea-kettle over
itself--youngest boy in flames--been playing with the matches,
nobody there to stop 'im.
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