Daughter: Our family is so poor, and my Father has got so old now...I must travel to London and find work so our family can have money..
Father: My darling daughter! I don't want you to go to London..
Daughter: Father I must..I will work all the hours I can and the send the money home..
Father: Oh my dearest daughter..I don't want you to go..
Daughter: I will travel to London tomorrow..I know you will be proud of me..
Father: But I want you to be a prostitute! Why go to London when you can make money here..at home..just lying on your back?
