Jennifer. From Bernard Shaw in my baptism.
Mr. Redford (Licenser of Plays). Mr. Shaw, I really must point out that this passage comes from the Anglican Prayer-book. Are you aware of that? I have a suggestion of my own for ending the play.
Bernard Shaw. Oh, shut up! Let us have my ten commandments.
Granville Barker. My dear Shaw, you sent them to Wells for revision and he lost them in the Tube. I can remember the first one, ‘Maude spake these words and said: “Thou shalt have none other Shaws but me.”’
Bernard Shaw. How careless of Wells. I remember the second: ‘Do not indulge in craven imitation.’
W. L. Courtney. The third commandment runs: ‘Thou shalt not covet George Alexander.’
Granville Barker. One of them runs: ‘Do not commit yourself to Beerbohm Tree, though his is His Majesty’s . . . ’ But we shall never get them right. We must offer a reward for their recovery. I vote that Walkley now says the credo. That, I think, expresses every one’s sentiment.
A. B. Walkley (reluctantly). I believe in Bernard Shaw, in Granville Barker, and (heartily) in The Times.
William Archer. Plaudite, missa est.
(1907.)