THE QUEEN.—That is a question I decline answering at present.
SIR ROBERT.—Then I regret that I must also remain silent.
THE QUEEN (aside).—The wily fox! (aloud)—Are you aware that great distress exists in the country?
SIR ROBERT.—Oh, yes! I have heard that there are several families who keep no man-servant, and that numerous clerks, weavers, and other artisans, occupy second-floors.
THE QUEEN.—I have heard that the people are wanting bread.
SIR ROBERT.—Ha, ha! that was from the late premier, I suppose. He merely forgot an adjective—it is cheap bread that the people are clamouring for.
THE QUEEN.—And why can they not have it?
SIR ROBERT.—I have consulted with the Duke of Richmond upon the subject, and he says it is impossible.
THE QUEEN.—But why?
SIR ROBERT.—Wheat must be lower before bread can be cheaper.