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Mrs. Muskat
[Crosses to him and looks him in the face.] Why don't you stay home and sleep at night? You're a sight to look at.
Liliom
He's good, is he?
Mrs. Muskat
Push your hair back from your forehead.
Liliom
Let my hair be. It's nothing to you.
Mrs. Muskat
All right. But if I'd told you to let it hang down over your eyes you'd have pushed it back—I hear you've been beating her, this—this
Liliom
None of your business.
Mrs. Muskat
You're a fine fellow! Beating a skinny little thing like that! If you're tired of her, leave her, but there's no use beating the poor
Liliom
Leave her, eh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?
