Teddy. I'm not afraid of 'im so long as I'm on right side of the missus. I knaw who wears 'em in this 'ouse, an' it ain't the old man. Yus, Liza, there ain't nothin' to complain of so far. (_Sitting and putting his thumbs in his waistcoat armholes._) Yer never know yer luck. This 'ere weren't looked for. I'll not be whistlin' out there for yer termorrer night. Not arf. I'll walk in at door an' 'ang my 'at up loike as if I owned the place. (_Looking round._) Tidy few bits of sticks yer've got an all, Liza. Liza. It ain't so bad. Teddy. No. I say, Liza, if the missus don't like yer sisters' 'usbands she'll be glad to see yer wed a man she's taken a fancy to. Fond of yer, I reckon, too, eh, Liza? Liza. Yus. Teddy. Yus. Too fond to part. See wot I mean? They'll arsk us to live 'ere arter we're wed. Gettin' on, too, they are. Can't last for ever. Liza. Wot are yer gettin' at? Teddy. Nothin' particklar. It just struck me there's a nice pair of shoes to step into 'ere. This is goin' to be a bit of all right, Liza. I must keep on the sweet side of yer mother. Liza (_bridling_). I dunno what yer've got in yer 'ead, Teddy Dawson. I don't call to moind 'avin said I'd wed yer. I've not bin arsked that I know of. Teddy (_releasing his thumbs and coming to her_). I'm arskn' yer now, ain't I? Liza. I'm not goin' ter be arsked now. When I'm arsked I'll be arsked proper, an' it'll not be in between while mother fetches the beer. Yer makin' a bit too sure an all, so yer can put that in yer pipe an' smoke 'it. Don't be in too much of a 'urry abart me nor them shoes of my father's wot yer mentioned either. Teddy (_trying to put his arm round her_). 'Ere, I say, Liza, yer not offended are yer? Liza Yer'd best be careful of yer tongue. Teddy. Well, I'll arsk an' arsk till yer say yer'll 'ave me. I'm deep in love an' I'll not take no for an answer. Liza (_softly_). P'raps yer'll not get it neither when yer arsk proper. Teddy. That's right. Give us a kiss for a night cap, Liza. Liza (_shyly_). I don't think I ought. Teddy. Why not? Wot's come over yer? Yer've taken many a score out in the street an' giver, as good as yer took, an all. Liza. I know. I dunno. Seems like street's one thing an' inside's another. It don't seem same thing with the gas on. Teddy. Turn un low if yer feared o' the light. Liza. Mother might catch us. Teddy. That don't signify. She arsked me in an' told me to do my courtin' proper. I don't call it proper courtin' for yer to go to yer bed without a kiss on yer lips fur company. Liza. I must get used to it fust. (_Teddy is turning gas down._) Yer leave that gas be. I'll scream out. (_Teddy turns gas up._) Teddy. Look 'ere, Liza, yer darned stand-offish all at once. Yer weren't above kissin' me in street. Liza (_apologetically_). It don't seem same thing in the 'ouse no 'ow, Teddy. Teddy. We wouldn't live in street if we were wed.