Garside's Career: A Comedy in Four Acts

by Harold Brighouse

Mar. Still spinning phrases, Peter.

Peter (sincerely). I'm a pauper, Margaret. That's not a phrase, it's a fact.

Mar. Is there no work to be done in the world?

Peter. A man like me wants something else than bread to work for. I had a career once, it's gone today.

Mar. Thank God, it is.

Peter. Yes, if you like, thank God for it. It deserved to go. But nothing's left worth living for.

Mar. I'll give you that.

Peter. What?

Mar. The object, Peter. Don't say again you don't know why I came.

Peter. Yes, Margaret, I know.