If you did, you would be me, instead of
being what you are.
McCOMAS (fawning on him). Of course, Bohun, your specialty---
BOHUN (again interrupting him). My specialty is being right when
other people are wrong. If you agreed with me I should be of no use
here. (He nods at him to drive the point home; then turns suddenly and
forcibly on Crampton.) Now you, Mr. Crampton: what point in this
business have you most at heart?
CRAMPTON (beginning slowly). I wish to put all considerations of
self aside in this matter---
BOHUN (interrupting him). So do we all, Mr. Crampton. (To Mrs.
Clandon.) Y o u wish to put self aside, Mrs. Clandon?
MRS. CLANDON. Yes: I am not consulting my own feelings in being
here.
BOHUN. So do you, Miss Clandon?
GLORIA. Yes.
BOHUN. I thought so. We all do.
VALENTINE. Except me. My aims are selfish.
BOHUN. That's because you think an impression of sincerity will
produce a better effect on Miss Clandon than an impression of
disinterestedness. (Valentine, utterly dismantled and destroyed by this
just remark, takes refuge in a feeble, speechless smile. Bohun,
satisfied at having now effectually crushed all rebellion, throws
himself back in his chair, with an air of being prepared to listen
tolerantly to their grievances.) Now, Mr. Crampton, go on.
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