edward. Oh, to be sure . . your hush money.
peacey. [bridling.] That's not a very pleasant word.
edward. This is a very unpleasant subject.
peacey. I'm sure it isn't my wish to bring out in cold conversation what I know of the firm's position. Your father always gave me the notes in an envelope when he shook hands with me at Christmas.
edward. [blandly.] And I've been waiting for you to ask me.
peacey. Well, we'll say no more about it. There's always a bit of friction in coming to an understanding about anything, isn't there, sir?
He is going when edward's question stops him.
edward. Why didn't you speak to me about this last Christmas?
peacey. I knew you were upset at your father's death.
edward. No, no, my father died the August before that.