Charles.
Me, sir? I’m sorry if I don’t give satisfaction.
Gerald.
On the contrary, you give every satisfaction. It has never been my good fortune to run across a servant who had an equal talent for blacking boots and for repartee. I am grateful for the care with which you have kept my wardrobe, and the encouragement you have offered to my attempts at humour. I have never seen you perturbed by a rebuke, or discouraged by ill-temper. Your merits, in fact, are overwhelming, but I’m afraid I must ask you to find another place.
Blenkinsop.
You really shouldn’t be so abrupt, Gerald. Look at him staggering under the blow.
Charles.
I’m very comfortable here, sir. Can you give me no reason for this decision?
Gerald.
You gave it yourself, Charles. As you justly observed, them mining shares is very low. You are sufficiently acquainted with my correspondence to be aware that my creditors have passed with singular unanimity from the stage of remonstrance to that of indignation.