CLIFTON. Pardon my interrupting. But you said farces. Not farces,
comedies--of a whimsical nature.

CRAWSHAW. Whatever they were, sir, I propose to report the whole
matter to the Law Society. And you know your way out, sir.

CLIFTON. Then I am to understand that you refuse the legacy, Mr.
Crawshaw?

CRAWSHAW (startled). What's that?

CLIFTON. I am to understand that you refuse the fifty thousand
pounds?

CRAWSHAW. If the money is really there, I most certainly do not
refuse it.

CLIFTON. Oh, the money is most certainly there--and the name. Both
waiting for you.

CRAWSHAW (thumping the table). Then, Sir, I accept them. I feel it
my duty to accept them, as a public expression of confidence in the
late Mr. Clifton's motives. I repudiate entirely the motives that
you have suggested to him, and I consider it a sacred duty to show
what I think of your story by accepting the trust which he has
bequeathed to me. You will arrange further matters with my
solicitor. Good morning, Sir.

CLIFTON (to himself as he rises). Mr. Crawshaw here drank a glass
of water. (To CRAWSHAW) Mr. Wurzel-Flummery, farewell. May I