Gerald.
Unless I’m mistaken, Charles strongly recommended me to invest my money in public-houses.
Charles.
Them being frequented in peace and war, and not subject to clandestine removals. In peace men drink to celebrate their ’appiness, and in war to drown their sorrow.
Gerald.
[Smiling.] You are a philosopher, Charles, and it cuts me to the quick that I should be forced to deny myself the charm of your conversation.
Charles.
[Astonished.] I beg your pardon, sir?
Gerald.
I am endeavouring to give you notice in such a manner as not to outrage your susceptibilities.