blackborough. [With a certain dubious grimness.] Well . . we've had some very interesting talks since. And his views upon Education are quite . . Utopian. Good-bye, Miss Trebell.
frances trebell. Good-bye.
mrs. farrant. I wouldn't be so haughty till after the election, if I were you, Mr. Blackborough.
blackborough. [Indifferently.] Oh, I'm glad he's with us on the Church question . . so far.
mrs. farrant. So far as you've made up your minds? The electoral cat will jump soon.
blackborough. [A little beaten by such polite cynicism.] Well . . our conservative principles! After all we know what they are. Good-night, Mrs. O'Connell.
amy o'connell. Good-night.
farrant. Your neuralgia better?
amy o'connell. By fits and starts.
farrant. [Robustly.] Come and play billiards. Horsham and Maconochie started a game. They can neither of them play. We left them working out a theory of angles on bits of paper.