MAGGIE (_to_ VICKEY _and_ ALICE). You'd better put your hats on now, or you'll be late at the church. (_Gets between_ ALICE _and_ VICKEY, C.) VICKEY. But aren't we to know first--? MAGGIE (_herding them to_ R. _exit_). You'll know all right. Be quick with your things now. (ALICE _and_ VICKEY _go out_ R.) MAGGIE (_turns_). Good morning, Albert. (_Goes to him_, L.) Have you got what Freddy asked you for? ALBERT. Yes, but I'm afraid-- (WILL _re-enters from street, crosses_ R. _and goes off_.) MAGGIE. Never mind being afraid. Freddy, I told you I'd a job here for you. You go upstairs with Will. There's a sofa to come down. Get your coat off to it. Now, then, Albert. FREDDY. But--(_Moving over to_ R.) MAGGIE. I've told you what to do, and you can't do it in your coat. (_Moves down_ L.) If that sofa isn't here in two minutes, I'll leave the lot of you to tackle this yourselves and a nice hash you'll make of it. (FREDDY _takes his coat off and puts it on a chair in front of the counter_.) FREDDY. All right, Maggie. (FREDDY _goes out_ R., ALBERT _produces blue paper. She reads_.) MAGGIE (_sitting in arm-chair_, R. C.). Do you call this English? ALBERT (_standing_ L. _of her_). Legal English, Miss Hobson. MAGGIE. I thought it weren't the sort we talk in Lancashire. What is it when you've got behind the whereases and the saids and to wits? ALBERT. It's what you told Freddy to instruct me. Action against Henry Horatio Hobson for trespass on the premises of Jonathan Beenstock & Co., Corn Merchants, of Chapel Street, Salford, with damages to certain corn bags caused by falling on them and further damages claimed for spying on the trade secrets of the aforesaid J. B. & Co. MAGGIE. Well, I'll take your word that this means that--I shouldn't have thought it, but I suppose lawyers are like doctors. They've each a secret language, of their own so that if you get a letter from one lawyer you've to take it to another to get it read, just like a doctor sends you to a chemist with a rigmarole that no one else can read, so they can charge you what they like for a drop of coloured water. ALBERT. I've made this out to your instructions, Miss Hobson, but I'm far from saying it's good law, and I'd not be keen on going into court with it. MAGGIE. Nobody asked you to. It won't come into court. (WILL _and_ FREDDY _enter C. with a ramshackle horsehair sofa_.) (_Rises_.) Open that door for them, Albert. (ALBERT _opens street door. They pass out_.) What's the time? You can see the clock from there. ALBERT (_outside street door_). It's a quarter to one. MAGGIE (_flying to_ R. _door, opening it, and calling_). Girls, if you're late for my wedding I'll never forgive you. (_She turns as_ WILL _and_ FREDDY _return_.) Put your coats on. Now, then, Freddy--(_going_ C.),--you take that paper and put it on _my_ father in _your_ cellar. FREDDY. Now? MAGGIE. Now? Yes, of course now. He might waken any time.