HOXTON. Works for you, eh?
WELLWYN. Er—yes.
HOXTON. Let's have a look at him!
[An embarrassed pause.]
BERTLEY. Well—the fact is, Sir Thomas——
CALWAY. When last under observation——
ANN. He was sitting on the floor.
WELLWYN. I don't want the old fellow to feel he's being made a show of. Disgusting to be spied at, Ann.
ANN. You can't, Daddy! He's drunk.
HOXTON. Never mind, Miss WELLWYN. Hundreds of these fellows before me in my time. [At CALWAY.] The only thing is a sharp lesson!