The Magistrate: A Farce in Three Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

I will deliver your message in the presence of Sir George, who, I may remind you, is the permanent Secretary at the Home Office.

[Agatha Posket and Charlotte go out; Mr. Posket paces up and down excitedly.

Mr. Posket.

Gurrh? I’m not to go to the club! I set a bad example to Cis! Ha! ha! I am different from her first husband. Yes, I am—I’m alive for one thing. I—I—I—I—I’m dashed if I don’t go out with the boy.

Cis.

[Putting his head in at the door.] Coast clear, Guv? All right.

Enter Cis, in fashionable evening dress, carrying Mr. Posket’s overcoat and hat.

Cis.

Here are your hat and overcoat.