Stonor. Oh—how d'you do.
Farn. Some of them were arguing in the smoking-room last night whether it didn't hurt a man's chances going about in a motor.
Lord J. Yes, we've been hearing a lot of stories about the unpopularity of motor-cars—among the class that hasn't got 'em, of course. What do you say?
Lady John. I'm sure you gain more votes by being able to reach so many more of your constituency than we used——
Stonor. Well, I don't know—I've sometimes wondered whether the charm of our presence wasn't counterbalanced by the way we tear about smothering our fellow-beings in dust and running down their pigs and chickens, not to speak of their children.
Lord J. (anxiously). What on the whole are the prospects?
(Farnborough cranes forward.)
Stonor (gravely). We shall have to work harder than we realised.
Farn. Ah!