TULLIVER: Gritty. Good day to you. GRITTY: Brother. Will you come in? TULLIVER: I've not the time. Thank you. Sister, I've need of the three-hundred pounds I leant you. GRITTY: Oh. We've had another bad year, brother, I can't deny that. TULLIVER: I said you'd come to grief marrying that man. Never had a penny, never will. I mortgaged my mill to pay for your dowry. And then I leant him three-hundred pounds. GRITTY: Oh, we'll have to sell up. I don't know where else to find it. TULLIVER : My wife's sister's demanded the five-hundred pounds I borrowed from her. And there's the expense of my son's education. GRITTY: And how are your two, Edward? TULLIVER: Both well, thank you. GRITTY: You must bring them. Maggie especially. She's such a loving child. And so quick and clever. TULLIVER: Takes after our family. None of her mother's in her. Don't you fret, Gritty. I'll manage without that money for a little while longer.