LESLIE. I thought of the happiest thing that could happen to a man, Miss Maggie.
LILY. No, it’s not marrying. He’s going abroad.
LESLIE. Got a fortune?
MAGGIE. He’s just going to try his luck. He’s emigrating.
LESLIE. What a fool! He’s got the sack, I suppose?
MAGGIE. No. He’s thrown it up.
LESLIE. Thrown up a safe job? Oh, he’s an ass, a stupid ass! You surely don’t ask me to come and wish good luck to an ass?
MAGGIE. You can help with a dirge then.
LESLIE. Much more like it. But, I say, is it really true? He must have got something to go to?
CHAR. He hasn’t. He’s got a little cash, of course. He’s always been a careful beast.