Nutt. No, I’ll come in at five minutes past eight.
Miss G. Oh, you shouldn’t be so naughty.
Nutt. Yes, I will—be very naughty. I’ll go out with the boys and I’ll smoke cigarettes and I’ll use cuss words.
Miss G. Oh, Archie, be careful. Remember you’re in my company, and here is Mr. Case. I’m sure he doesn’t use naughty words.
Nutt. Well (pleasantly), if it will relieve you, Miss Gotrox, I’ll promise not to teach him any. (Others give Case the laugh. Nutt, haughtily.) Well, what are you laughing at, me?
Ruff. Why, no, Genevieve.
Nutt. Then what else is there around here to laugh at?
Miss G. Archie, I’m sure they would not laugh at you if they knew you were a historian.
Case. Are you a historian?
Nutt (smiling). Uh-huh.