Loveday.
Look at his hands. Look!
(Varlie closes his hands [which are gloveless] and clenches his nails in.)
Varlie.
By gum, you don’t insult me like this!
Smithers.
Please open your hands, sir.
Varlie.
I won’t, damn you.
Loveday.
Look at his hands. Look!
(Varlie closes his hands [which are gloveless] and clenches his nails in.)
Varlie.
By gum, you don’t insult me like this!
Smithers.
Please open your hands, sir.
Varlie.
I won’t, damn you.