Wedgecroft. You know Percival's pledge about that at Bristol wasn't very definite.
Trebell. Horsham means to.
Wedgecroft. [With friendly contempt.] Oh, Horsham!
Trebell. Anyway, it's about Percival I want you. How ill is he?
Wedgecroft. Not very.
Trebell. Is he going to die?
Wedgecroft. Well, I'm attending him.
Trebell. [Pinked.] Yes ... that's a good answer. How does he stomach me in prospect as a colleague, so far?
Wedgecroft. Sir, professional etiquette forbids me to disclose what a patient may confess in the sweat of his agony.
Trebell. He'll be Chancellor again and lead the House.