Good morning, Wormington.
Mr. Wormington.
The charge sheet.
Mr. Posket.
Sit down.
[Mr. Wormington puts on his spectacles; Mr. Posket also attempts to put on his spectacles, but hurts the bridge of his nose, winces, and desists.
Mr. Posket.
[To himself.] My nose is extremely painful. [To Mr. Wormington.] You have a bad cold I am afraid, Wormington—bronchial?
Mr. Wormington.
Ahem! Well—ah—the fact is—you may have noticed how very chilly the nights are.