The Magistrate: A Farce in Three Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

Mr. Wormington.

So is yours, I fancy, sir.

Mr. Posket.

Ahem!

[They turn their collars down; Mr. Posket takes Mr. Wormington’s arm. They are going towards the curtains when Wyke enters hurriedly at the door.

Wyke.

Excuse me, sir.

Mr. Wormington.

Hush! hush! Mr. Posket is just going into Court.