walter kent. Professor Maconochie lured me on to golf yesterday. He doesn't suffer from theories about that.
blackborough. [With approval.] Started life as a caddie.
walter kent. [Pulling a wry face.] So he told me after the first hole.
blackborough. What's this, Kent, about Trebell's making you his secretary?
walter kent. He thinks he'll have me.
blackborough. [Almost reprovingly.] No question of politics?
farrant. More intrigue, Blackborough.
walter kent. [With disarming candour.] The truth is, you see, I haven't any as yet. I was Socialist at Oxford . . but of course that doesn't count. I think I'd better learn my job under the best man I can find . . and who'll have me.
blackborough. [Gravely.] What does your father say?
walter kent. Oh, as long as Jack will inherit the property in a Tory spirit! My father thinks it my wild oats.