[Laughing mirthlessly.] I’m afraid, Cayley, you’re not a convert to Temperance principles yet. That shows you have never heard my wife speak.
Cayley.
[Emphatically.] Never! Temperance meetings are not in my line.
[Footman removes his plate.
Aubrey.
Perhaps some of the other movements in which she is interested would appeal to you more. [With a touch of happy pride.] As you may know, my wife is a vice-president of the Anti-Vaccination Society, and of the Woman’s Home Rule Union. Indeed, she is in great request on all public platforms.
Cayley.
[With simulated enthusiasm.] I feel sure of that, my dear Aubrey. [Footman hands Cayley some rice-pudding. Cayley puts up his eye-glass, and eyes it curiously.] What is this?
Footman.