“But why can’t we change ourselves?”
Freddie Manning quoted briefly the proverb of the leopard and the Ethiopian.
“You’re not very charitable this morning, Manning.”
“This is a business talk.”
“Then if we ourselves are immutable we must change the substance of the play.”
“Or cut it out and do the other.”
“But ‘A Man’s Way’ is so original,” came from Eliphalet, with a plaintive note.
Freddie stuck his hands deep into his pockets.
“Granted,” he began, “but it don’t fit us. It don’t fit us anywhere. Look at the leading part—a smart Harley Street surgeon! Ever seen a Harley Street surgeon, Guv’nor?”
“No, but I could go to Harley Street, and for two guineas——”