Suppose you try and forget me for a moment. Do you think
you can?
AUNTIE. William, that's unkind! Of course I can't.
VICAR. It might mean the salvation of my soul.
AUNTIE. Oh, William! Now you're going to begin to worry again!
VICAR. Oh no: I'm quite calm. Your brother's powers of reasoning
have left me philosophical. . . .
Tell me, are you quite sure that you have grasped the full meaning
of his project?
AUNTIE. Of course! You think no one can understand a simple
business dealing but men! Women are every bit as clever!
VICAR. Well, then, this project: what was it?
AUNTIE. James explained clearly enough: the affiliation of your
brother's scheme with that of the society he mentioned.
VICAR. Yes--_what_ society?
AUNTIE. _The Society for the Extension of Greater Usefulness among
the Clergy_. . . . It was an admirable suggestion--one that ought
to appeal particularly to you. Haven't you always said, yourself,
that if only you had enough money to . . .
VICAR. Did you happen to realise his explanation as to the
constitution of the society?
AUNTIE.
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