. perhaps by his marriage.
TREBELL. [_Dismissing that subject._] Well ... how's Percival?
WEDGECROFT. Better this morning. I told him I'd seen you ... and in a little
calculated burst of confidence what I'd reason to think you were after. He
said you and he could get on though you differed on every point; but he
didn't see how you'd pull with such a blasted weak-kneed lot as the rest of
the Horsham's cabinet would be. He'll be up in a week or ten days.
TREBELL. Can I see him?
WEDGECROFT. You might. I admire the old man ... the way he sticks to his
party, though they misrepresent now most things he believes in!
TREBELL. What a damnable state to arrive at ... doubly damned by the fact
you admire it.
WEDGECROFT. And to think that at this time of day you should need
instructing in the ethics of party government. But I'll have to do it.
TREBELL. Not now. I've been at ethics with Cantelupe.
WEDGECROFT. Certainly not now. What about my man with the stomach-ache at
twelve o'clock sharp! Good-bye.
_He is gone,_ TREBELL _battles with uneasiness and at last mutters._
"Oh ... why didn't she wait?" _Then the telephone bell rings. He goes
quickly as if it were an answer to his anxiety._ "Yes?" _Of course, it
isn't.._ "Yes." _He paces the room, impatient, wondering what to do.
The Maid comes in to announce_ MISS DAVENPORT.
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