The Cabinet Minister: A farce in four acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

I only wanted—to beg you—to rid me of that viper.

Mrs. Gaylustre.

That’s going a little too far!

Mr. Joseph Lebanon.

There is a coolness—a triflin’, temporary coolness. Fan, be reasonable—Lady T, be forgivin’. Kiss and be friends.

Lady Twombley.

I know that you’ve got me—what’s the expression?—on something or another.

Mr. Joseph Lebanon.

I ’ope “toast” is not the word you requiah, Lady Twombley?

Lady Twombley.