BISHOP. When could you give my boy a job?
PRESCOTT. When a sound administration goes into power at Washington.
BISHOP. I don't dare to make him wait.
PRESCOTT. Then you must continue to take care of him.
BISHOP. It is not the cost of his living. He needs work. I can't provide that. You could, if you would.
PRESCOTT. Believe me, I would if I could.
BISHOP. You understand that the salary ...
PRESCOTT. James, I know that your son is a capable young man and I would like to have him here with me. But I can't make a job for a man when I have nothing for him to do.
BISHOP. You, must, Stanley. I can afford to support him, but he refuses to accept support from me any longer.
PRESCOTT. Well?