Jack Straw: A Farce in Three Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

[With a relieved smile.] Mr. Parker-Jennings. I’m sure I wish we had in my country more men of your public spirit and disinterestedness.

Parker-Jennings.

[Very nervously.] I try to do my little best, you know, sir, your Royal Highness.

Jack Straw.

Won’t you introduce me to your daughter?

Parker-Jennings.

I’m sure, sir, your Royal Highness is very affable. Ethel!

[Ethel slowly comes forward, and curtsies. He looks at her steadily, takes her hand and kisses it.

Vincent.

[In an undertone.] What ho!