All right. What do you think I’m down here for?
The Dean.
For the benefit of your health, Mardon?
Sir Tristram.
Ha! ha! Never had an ache in my life; sha’n’t come and hear you preach next Sunday, Gus.
The Dean.
I do not preach next Sunday!
Sir Tristram.
You’d better not! No, I’m here for the races.
The Dean.