Lord Slimly: Ah, Lady Mishap. Butler is about to announce me shortly for sure.
Lady Mishap: Oh, have you been having a game of rugger?
Lord Slimly: No. You know I'm an association football man. You'll remember I bored you about
my cup triumph with the Royal Engineers. The one where we put out the King's Lawn Rovers on
a toss of a coin.
Lady Mishap: Yes, I do believe you showed great skill in the choosing what side the coin would
land on.
Lady Gently: She was referring to your rather whirlwindswept attire.
Lord Slimly: Yes, I was aware.
Lady Mishap: Oh, have you met? If not, you're awfuly familiar.
Lady Gently: Yes, I bethought him the hired help.
Lord Slimly: And I bethought the queen mother.
Lady Mishap: Oh, you two are jesting for sure. Anyone would think you were lovers.
Lady Gently: If we were we'd be on the point of divorce.
Lord Slimly: Oh, I've heard love dies up in the early stages of the marriage.
Lady Gently: Oh, believe me it'd be church and the divorce courts in a day!
Lady Mishap: Now I know you only jest. Oh, you two are so funny.
Lord Slimly: You have a pen in your hand, you're not writing again are you?
Lady Mishap: No, only to write a check. Poetry has seen the death of me for now after turning a
deaf ear to me in the parish magazine.
Lord Slimly: I heard it got taken out for an urgent recipe from Mrs. Primsunday on the making of
Bath Buns. They are the cakes of the season you know.
Lady Gently: Yes, and the way she makes them are the done thing.
Lady Mishap: Pray what brings you here Lord Slimly.
Lord Slimly: Oh, only the pressing concerns of the New Victorians Society. They have arranged an
impromptu talk tomorrow on etiquette. Whether one should cough inwardly or outwardly.
Lady Mishap: Sounds fascinating.
Lady Gently: If not a little dangeros. I can't wait.
Lady Mishap: Yes, the talks are so helpful. I gained such great use from the last talk on the discreet
use of the handkerchikef in public and polite society.
Lady Gently: Yes, I know. Your elegance has been noted.
Lady Mishap: That is such a relief! I have been plagued by so many colds of late.
Lord Slimly: I shall have to let Hydrangea know you're both expected then.
Lady Gently: Hydrangea?
Lady Mishap: Mrs. Primsunday's Christian name.
Lady Gently: Oh, good. With real hydrangeas I would need handkerchiefs myself. They do make me
come out with hayfever alergies so.
Lady Mishap: That's funny in that they're not hay!
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