Wedgecroft. Why not? He only grumbles that he's getting old.
Trebell. [Thinking busily again.] The difficulty is I shall have to stay through one budget with them. He'll have a surplus ... well, it looks like it ... and my only way of agreeing with him will be to collar it.
Wedgecroft. But ... good heavens! ... you'll have a hundred million or so to give away when you've disendowed.
Trebell. Not to give away. I'll sell every penny.
Wedgecroft. [With an incredulous grin.] You're not going back to extending old-age pensions after turning the unfortunate Liberals out on it, are you?
Trebell. No, no ... none of your half crown measures. They can wait to round off their solution of that till they've the courage to make one big bite of it.
Wedgecroft. We shan't see the day.
Trebell. [Lifting the subject off its feet.] Not if I come out of the cabinet and preach revolution?
Wedgecroft. Or will they make a Tory of you?
Trebell. [Acknowledging that stroke with a return grin.] It'll be said they have when the bill is out.