trebell. He should have enquired into my character first, shouldn't he, Cantelupe?
cantelupe. [With crushing sincerity.] Yes.
trebell. Oh, the old unnecessary choice . . Wisdom or Virtue. We all think we must make it . . and we all discover we can't. But if you've to choose between Cantelupe and me, Horsham, I quite see you've no choice.
horsham now takes the field, using his own weapons.
horsham. Charles, it seems to me that we are somewhat in the position of men who have overheard a private conversation. Do you feel justified in making public use of it?
cantelupe. It is not I who am judge. God knows I would not sit in judgment upon anyone.
trebell. Cantelupe, I'll take your personal judgment if you can give it me.
farrant. Good Lord, Cantelupe, didn't you sit in a cabinet with . . Well, we're not here to rake up old scandals.
blackborough. I am concerned with the practical issue.
horsham. We know, Blackborough. [Having quelled the interruption he proceeds.] Charles, you spoke, I think, of a mortal sin.