No, thanks!
Mrs. Crowley.
[Trying on her side also to make conversation.] We shall miss you dreadfully when you're gone, Mr. Mackenzie.
Dick.
[Cheerfully.] Not a bit of it.
Alec.
[Smiling.] London is an excellent place for showing one of how little importance one is in the world. One makes a certain figure, and perhaps is tempted to think oneself of some consequence. Then one goes away, and on returning is surprised to discover that nobody has even noticed one's absence.
Dick.
You're over-modest, Alec. If you weren't, you might be a great man. Now, I make a point of telling my friends that I'm indispensable, and they take me at my word.
Alec.