Lady Wanley.
What are they?
Jack Straw.
Well, although you have glided over the point with singular discretion, it is plain that you do not want me to assume a certain character merely in order to enjoy a private snigger at the expense of these amiable people.
Lady Wanley.
I don’t think I know what you mean?
Jack Straw.
Madam, it is always dangerous to count too much on the stupidity of one’s fellows. We shall arrange this matter much better if you realise that I’m a person of some shrewdness.
Holland.
Go on.