Jacky. Never what? You have not completed the sentence.
Pater. Sir, you are an insolent young puppy!
Jacky. I am forced to contradict you—in justice to yourself. You cannot be willing to let me regard you as a dog?
Pater. (after a pause). Well, the sooner you get back to the school the better.
Jacky (promptly). I have no doubt you are right, my dear Father; and, as I take a sincere interest in your welfare, I would respectfully suggest that you should accompany me. It must be patent to us both that you are lacking in polish.
Pater. (losing his patience). You young cub! I will give you the soundest thrashing you ever had in your life!
Materfamilias (interposing). Oh, you cruel man! What has the poor child done?
Jacky (with ready tact). Nothing, dearest Mamma, except to take after his kind, clever and accomplished Mother!
[Scene closes in upon a family group not entirely free from domestic complications.