Alcorn. We force the town to buy from us.
Ste. And get a quick return of our capital with a clinking profit.
Bamford (obstinately), Well, I thought it was houses. Houses are safe, and you'd easier raise a cry for houses than playing fields.
Ste. Depends how you go about it. Work it proper and you could get them yelling like kids for a municipal service of flying machines.
(Enter Smithson, r.)
Smithson. Good evening, gentlemen all.
(Stephen grunts and rises.)
Alcorn. } Good evening
Bamford. } Good evening
(Stephen gives Smithson his chair, and takes the vacant one r. c. of table.)