Sylvia.
It may look better when it's had a good scrubbing.
Mrs. Futvoye.
Scrubbing, my dear! It will have to be scraped first!
Horace.
Yes—looks as if it had been dragged up from the bottom of the sea, doesn't it? I've an idea it may be worth something. I should like to have your opinion, Professor.
[He smiles uneasily.
Professor Futvoye.
[After a glance at it.] My opinion is that you might just as well have flung your sovereign into the gutter!
Horace.