Wedgecroft. I asked him and he told me.
Farrant. That's no proof.
Wedgecroft. You read the letter that he sent her ... unless you think it was written as a blind.
Farrant. Oh ... to be sure ... yes. I might have thought of that.
He settles down again. Again no one has anything to say.
Cantelupe. What is to be said to Mr. O'Connell when he comes?
Horsham. Yes ... what exactly do you propose we shall say to O'Connell, Wedgecroft?
Wedgecroft. Get him to open his oyster of a mind and....
Farrant. So it is and his face like a stone wall yesterday. Absolutely refused to discuss the matter with me!
Cantelupe. May I ask, Cyril, why are we concerning ourselves with this wickedness at all?