The Benefit of the Doubt; a Comedy in Three Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

Sir Fletcher Portwood.

[Leading him towards the door.] In the next room. Come, sir! You are deficient in tact, delicacy——

[John re-enters. Sir Fletcher passes him and goes out.

Claude.

[As he passes John.] The dining-room?

John.

[To Claude.] I shan’t keep you more than a minute or two.

Claude.

[In the doorway, turning to John.] Allingham, of course you and I can never again be the same to each other as we have been in the past; but may I take the liberty of foraging for a piece of cake?

John.