The Cabinet Minister: A farce in four acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

Sir Julian Twombley.

I trust I shall be invariably polite to you, Katherine.

Lady Twombley.

Oh-h-h! We shall be whitewashed in the Bankruptcy Court eventually, I suppose?

Sir Julian Twombley.

All in good time, Katherine.

Lady Twombley.

And then—what then?

Sir Julian Twombley.

Then we must hope for a cottage, and a small garden where we can grow our own vegetables and learn wisdom.