The Big Drum: A Comedy in Four Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

[Glancing at Bertram.] No.

Bertram.

[Speaking into the telephone.] Holborn, three eight nine eight.

Roope.

[Waving his hand to Bertram.] Ah! How are you, my dear Mr. Filson?

Bertram.

[To Roope, sulkily.] How'r you? Excuse me——

Roope.

[To Philip.] My dear Phil, these excursions to the east are delightful; they are positively. The sights fill me with amazement. I——

Philip.