Sladder: O, the curate. O, yes. I've heard about him. He's been here before, I think. Lawn tennis.
[Enter Butler.
Butler: Mr. Hippanthigh, sir.
[Enter Hippanthigh. Exit Butler.
Sladder: How do you do, Mr. Hippanthigh? How do you do? Pleased to see you.
Hippanthigh: I wished to speak with you, Mr. Sladder, if you will permit me.
Sladder: Certainly, Mr. Hippanthigh, certainly. Take a chair.
Hippanthigh: Thank you, sir. I think I would sooner stand.
Sladder: Please yourself. Please yourself.
Hippanthigh: I wished to speak with you alone, sir.