The Benefit of the Doubt; a Comedy in Three Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

[He walks away and sits on the settee, looking into the fire. Elphick and Shafto stand together, eyeing him uneasily.

Shafto.

[In a whisper, to Elphick.] Peter, our bags are here. What d’ye say to not leaving him to-night, after all?

Elphick.

[In a whisper.] Yes, I don’t suppose your guv’nor wants to see me so desperate bad as all that comes to.

Shafto.

No, I don’t suppose he does—I mean, we can go over in the morning.

John.

[Looking up.] Eh?

Shafto.