[Impeccably.] Why, I thought you wanted it, sir!
Sanford.
Yes, yes, I wanted it, but you see—I’d just been saying—er—I’d just been alluding—[As Martin regards him.] oh, damn it, no matter! No matter!
Martin.
Shall I fetch it, sir?
Sanford.
[Reluctantly turning indoors with him.] I suppose so! But mind, if ever I find you insinuating things about Mrs. McCormorant’s deafness—oh, well, you may take your month’s pay and clear out! Why, it might gum the whole game!
Martin.
Yes, sir. In fact, sir, as you mentioned it, and a similar thought being in my own mind——
Sanford.