Charles. That's all very well, but——
Frampington. It would be very good of you. But I really think we ought to try another police-station. Bow Street would be better—more classical—if it isn't too much off your beat.
Flora. Why don't you go to Liverpool Street?
Frampington. But Liverpool Street is not a police-station.
Flora. No. But it's a railway station. Chelmsford isn't the only place it leads to. There's Harwich, for instance, the continent—— (Smiles.)
Mrs. R. Haslam. (In a low voice.) Really, Flora! Christianity can be carried too far.
Frampington. (To Flora.) I should be caught. And, honestly, I prefer the new experience which lies before me. It can't last long. And new experiences are my hobby.
Flora. But this is serious. You mayn't get a long sentence, but when you're discharged from prison you'll be a social outcast.
Frampington. Oh, no, I shan't. In two years time I come into twenty thousand pounds.