Alec.
[With a laugh.] Why?
Dick.
You take food for the gross and bestial purpose of appeasing your hunger. You have no appreciation for the delicacies of eating as a fine art.
Alec.
The meat's getting rather mouldy, isn't it?
Dick.
Damnable! It's been a source of great anxiety to me in England.
Alec.
What is he talking about now?