Sir G. What, to the charming girl?
Philip. The only girl in the wide world for me.
Sir G. Well, you’ve been round it, so you ought to know. I hope you will be happy. It’s a toss-up, Philip.
Philip. I’m afraid your profession makes you cynical.
Sir G. Gad, it would make an angel cynical.
Philip. No doubt, you meet with some extraordinary cases.
(turning over briefs)
Sir G. Never. All ordinary. To a man who has had twenty years’ experience, no possible case can appear extraordinary. There aren’t three there of which I didn’t know the end before I turned a page. No wonder we don’t always read our briefs, for we know most of them by heart.
(lies back)