Garside's Career: A Comedy in Four Acts

by Harold Brighouse

Timson. And there's a man called for you, sir. (To Peter.)

Peter. For me?

Glad. You go, Freddie. Tell him Mr. Garside wants to be left alone.

Fred, (nodding with understanding to Gladys). All right. I'll deal with him. Don't disturb yourself, Mr. Garside.

[Lady Mottram goes out first, Fred, follows quickly to give Peter no chance to reply. Exit Timson.

Peter. I ought to go, Miss Mottram. I've meetings to address.

Glad. Oh, but you mustn't disappoint Sir Jasper. He'll be in soon.

Peter. My time's precious.

Glad. So are you—(hastily)—to your party, I mean. You'll break down if you overdo things.

Peter (consulting watch). My conscience isn't easy.