edward. You don't know the nerve . . the unscrupulous daring it requires to—
booth. Of course, if you're going to argue round your own incompetence—
edward. [very straight.] D'you want your legacy?
booth. [with dignity.] In one moment I shall get very angry. Here am I doing my best to help you and your clients . . and there you sit imputing to me the most sordid motives. Do you suppose I should touch or allow to be touched the money which father has left us till every client's claim was satisfied?
edward. My dear Booth, I'm sure you mean well—
booth. I'll come down to your office and work with you.
At this cheerful prospect even poor edward can't help smiling.
edward. Why, you'd be found out at once.
booth. [feeling that it is a chance lost.] Well, of course the Pater never consulted me. I only know what I feel ought to be possible. I can but make the suggestion.
At this point trenchard looks round the door to say . .