The Big Drum: A Comedy in Four Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

[Shutting the vestibule door.] Not in the least.

Sir Timothy.

Anyhow I'll not waste more of your valuable time than I can help. [Philip points to the settee and the two men sit, Sir Timothy on the settee, Philip in the chair by the smoking-table. Sir Timothy inspects the toes of his boots.] Mr. Mackworth, I—I won't beat about the bush—it's a delicate subject I'm approaching you on.

Philip.

[Leaning back in his chair.] Really?

Sir Timothy.

An extremely delicate subject—[raising his eyes] Madame de Chaumié.

Philip.

Madame de Chaumié?

Sir Timothy.