I was afraid you would be vexed, but don't be cross, dear old man; don't be "put out" about it. (Trying to laugh.) There are worse troubles at sea, as they say—worse troubles at sea!
CHARLES SYLVESTER.
(With rising indignation.) But I am put out. Damn the sea—what's that got to do with it. Mrs. Sylvester has been in and seen her, I understand? You have served me a very shabby trick, Tempenny—I am very sorry about it!
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
(Still trying to laugh it off.) All comes out in the wash, old chap—all comes out in the wash, I assure you! (Slaps him on the shoulder.)
CHARLES SYLVESTER.
Don't do that—I don't like it!
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (nervously).
Ha, ha, ha! (Does it again.)
CHARLES SYLVESTER (shouting).