(An Impossible Dialogue)
Employer. And now as to wages. What do you want?
Chauffeur. Forty pounds a year and all found.
E. And what do you expect to do for that?
C. To keep the car in good order and drive you out in it.
E. Yes. You must excuse me asking so much, but you see I don’t know you at all. What kind of a temper have you?
C. Very good.
E. Yes, of course. But I mean what kind of temper have you when you are told suddenly, late on a wet night, to go to the station?
C. Very good.
E. Always?