Garside's Career: A Comedy in Four Acts

by Harold Brighouse

Fred. Oh, I'm a starved creature. Being good keeps me warm.

[Enter Timson.

Timson. Mr. Garside.

[Peter enters. He has gained considerably in self-confidence, and enters rather defiantly. Exit Timson.

Fred, (stepping forward). Good evening, Mr. Garside.

Peter (seeing Margaret, and seeing red. Ignoring Fred.). You here!

Mar. Lady Mottram sent for me.

Peter. It's a very suspicious circumstance. I find you here in the enemy's camp, looking confused, guilty. You'd better explain yourself.

Fred, (offering hand again, emphatically). Good evening, Mr. Garside. Why's it the enemy's camp, when mayors are neutral at elections?

Peter (carelessly, just touching his hand). Oh, good evening. Sir Jasper is officially neutral, sir. But he is actually chairman of the Employers' Federation, and, as such, our bitterest enemy.