C.-C. Aren’t you going to shake hands with me, Hughie?
Porteous. I have no objection to shaking hands with you.
C.-C. You’ve aged, my poor Hughie.
Porteous. Some one was asking me how old you were the other day.
C.-C. Were they surprised when you told them?
Porteous. Surprised! They wondered you weren’t dead.
[The Butler comes in.
Butler. Did you ring, sir?
Arnold. No. Oh, yes, I did. It doesn’t matter now.