The Benefit of the Doubt; a Comedy in Three Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

No, I was up at Mahabaleshwar that spring with Sandington. You stood best man, didn’t you?

Shafto.

I did. And look here—Jack Allingham is the seventh I’ve been best man to in nine years.

Elphick.

[Abstractedly.] Good figgers.

Shafto.

[Frowning.] And they’ve all managed to get into the Divorce Court since, one way or another. [After a pause.] How’s that?

Elphick.

Good figgers.

John Allingham enters, a simple, boyish man, of about thirty, looking pale and worn. He is dressed for dinner.