It wont matter to you whether he's at home or not.
The door will be slammed in your face whenever you call.
HOTCHKISS. No servant in London is strong enough to close a door
that I mean to keep open. You cant escape me. If you persist,
I'll go into the coal trade; make George's acquaintance on the
coal exchange; and coax him to take me home with him to make your
acquaintance.
MRS GEORGE. We have no use for you, young man: neither George nor
I [she sails away from him and sits down at the end of the table
near the study door].
HOTCHKISS [following her and taking the next chair round the
corner of the table] Yes you have. George cant fight for you: I
can.
MRS GEORGE [turning to face him] You bully. You low bully.
HOTCHKISS. You have courage and fascination: I have courage and a
pair of fists. We're both bullies, Polly.
MRS GEORGE. You have a mischievous tongue. Thats enough to keep
you out of my house.
HOTCHKISS. It must be rather a house of cards. A word from me to
George--just the right word, said in the right way--and down
comes your house.
MRS GEORGE. Thats why I'll die sooner than let you into it.
HOTCHKISS. Then as surely as you live, I enter the coal trade to-
morrow. George's taste for amusing company will deliver him into
my hands.
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