Medford. We could do something musical, easily.
The Signor (while the others talk about theatricals). My Jo! I should like to get a leettel shoot vile I am here.
Capt Byrton. Birds very wild. Have you had good sport?
Signor. My Jo! at Bad-ge-bee zere are—oh—'eaps of birds! but ven zey see me, zey go avays. I go out to shoot zem, an' I shoot no-sing.
Here the conversation becomes general, some are hot on theatricals and musical matters, others on sporting. Mr. Frimmely and the Professor are discussing finance. Miss Medford and Mrs. Regniati have got on an ecclesiastical topic.
—“We might play an opera, with a part for—”
—“The Archbishop of Canterbury, he is a friend of our rector's and says—”
—“My Jo! I 'ave such a pig! and I 'ave a bull that—”
—“With skates on! in a frost—”
—“Will win the Derby, I'll back him unless he's—”