I am. It’s fifteen years old.
Enter Evans, L., with, breakfast-tray.
But you always had a way of mixing your drinks over-night and growling in the morning.
Gunning.
[Drawing up his chair.] Put it at that, if you like. I do know that I always had a way of disliking you particularly in the morning. I regret I don’t appear to have grown out of it.
Parbury.
I’m so glad. I hate being too popular. [Evans offers bacon to Mr. Parbury. He pushes the dish away.] Take it away. Have some bacon, George?
[Takes a piece of toast, looks at it, then puts it down.
Gunning.
Thank you.