Peter (lightly). Oh, I'll come soon. Let them wait.
Jones. They won't wait.
Peter. They'll have to.
Jones (imperatively). You're coming now with me.
Peter. No. I'll follow you. (Reassuringly.) It's all right, man. I shan't be long.
Jones. I'll report you to the Committee if you don't come at once.
Peter. You can report me to the devil. Get along now, that's a good chap. I'm busy.
Jones (very earnestly). Garside, I warn you. You know what a crowd's like when it gets out of hand.
Peter. I tell you I'm coming. The longer you stay the longer it'll be before I get there.
Jones (making his best effort and meaning it). If you don't come with me you'll have no need to get there. I shall bring them here to you.