Capital! I'm sure if any one can keep the old man in a good humour, you can.
Pringle.
[Sourly.] I see. You want me to engage him in conversation and leave you free to carry on your flirtation with Miss Futvoye unobserved?
Horace.
Not quite that. There's nothing underhand about it. We're engaged, you know.
Pringle.
Engaged! [After a pause.] And how long have you been that?
Horace.
Only since the day before yesterday.
Pringle.