He’s stopped them, Miss Clement. They’re all going to be thrown into the river.
Well, yes. I had to. So it’s all right now. They won’t do it any more.
What, what is it? I promise you that’s all right. They won’t do that any more.
H’m. I’ve never known anyone that tried to govern a country or anything of that sort, but . . .
Of course, I’m just doing what I can to put them right.. . . I’d be very glad of your advice. . . Of course, I’m only here in your name.
What I mean is that I’d always thought that the one thing you shouldn’t do, if you don’t mind my saying so. . .
Was to interfere in people’s religious beliefs.
But, but I don’t think you quite understand. The priests knife these people in the throat, boys and girls, and then acolytes lift them up and the blood runs down. I’ve seen them.
I think it’s best to leave religion to the priests. They understand that kind of thing.
[John Beal opens his mouth in horror and looks at Archie. Archie returns the glance; there is very nearly a twinkle in ARCHIE’s eyes.]
Let’s see Hussein.
What do you think, Archie?
Poor fellow. We’d better send for him.
Why do you say “poor fellow”?
Oh, because he’s so much in debt. It’s awful to be in debt. I’d sooner almost anything happened to me than to owe a lot of money.
Your remark didn’t sound very complimentary.
O, I only meant that I’d hate to be in debt. And I should hate owing money to you, Because . . .