Jack Straw: A Farce in Three Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

Jack Straw.

So long as I can do it with clean hands.

Lady Wanley.

Dear me.

Jack Straw.

I daresay your ladyship thinks it odd that a waiter should have susceptibilities.

Holland.

Let me tell you at once that I highly disapprove of Lady Wanley’s idea.

Jack Straw.

Then pray let me hear it. You always disapprove of everything that is not hopelessly commonplace.