ALCAR. I do not doubt----
EBAG. (With suave assurance.) But I do.
ALCAR. (Continuing.) I do not doubt your conviction, Mr. Texel. It
merely proves that you have never seen a British Jury exercising itself
upon a question relating to the fine arts. If you had you would not be
certain, for you would know that twelve tradesmen so occupied are
capable of accomplishing the most incredible marvels. Supposing you
don't win--supposing Mr. Ebag wins----
EBAG. As I assuredly shall.
ALCAR. Then we should have the whole world saying, "Well, they haven't
given a national funeral to a really great artist for about a century,
and when at last they do try they only succeed in burying a valet."
CARVE. (Looking round casually.) England all over!
ALCAR. The effect would be lamentable--utterly lamentable. You will
realize that in influential quarters----
TEXEL. But do you reckon this policy of hushing up things ever does any
good?
ALCAR. My dear sir, it is the corner-stone of England's greatness.
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