Jack Straw.
My dear lady, let us keep perfectly calm. It would become neither of us to lose our tempers.
Mrs. Parker-Jennings.
Do you mean to say you won’t go?
Jack Straw.
You put it in such a brutal way. Let us say rather, that I cannot tear myself away from your hospitable roof.
Mrs. Parker-Jennings.
Ha, and how long do you propose to give us the honour of your company?
Jack Straw.
Well, I really haven’t quite made up my mind. I’m proposing to await developments.