JONES. At one time—so did I.
OILY. But we have had it very wet.
JONES. We have.
[A pause of some minutes.
OILY. I know not, sir, who cut your hair last time;
But this I say, sir, it was badly cut:
No doubt 't was in the country.
JONES. No! in town!
OILY. Indeed! I should have fancied otherwise.
JONES. 'Twas cut in town—and in this very room.
OILY. Amazement!—but I now remember well.
We had an awkward, new provincial hand,
A fellow from the country. Sir, he did
More damage to my business in a week
Than all my skill can in a year repair.
He must have cut your hair.
JONES (looking at him). No—'twas yourself.