Scene: A street Characters: Two Englishmen: Albert Gussett and Harold Rose The two men pass in the street. Rose: Goodness me! Gussett: Well I never! Rose: Herbert Bishop! Gussett: Arthur Trigwell! Rose: No...Actually my name's Harold Rose. Gussett: I'm Albert Gussett, as a matter of fact. Rose: Albert Gussett, Of course Gussett: And you're Harold Rose. Of course you are, Rose: Well I never! Gussett: Goodness me! (They hesitate for a moment.) Rose: Well, how are you, then? Gussett: Fine, fine, How's Alice? Rose: Alice? Gussett: Yes, Alice, Your wife's name's Alice, isn't it? Rose: No, no...Gloria, actually, Gussett: Oh, yes. Gloria Trigwell Rose: Er… Rose. Gussett: Rose Trigwell? Rose: No, Gloria Rose, Gussett: Gloria Rose, Of course. How is she? Rose: She's very well. How's,. ,er... Gussett: Doris? Rose: Yes, Doris, your wife. How is she? Gussett: Oh, she's very well. Rose: Good, good. Gussett: - but she isn't my wife. Rose: No? Gussett: I'm not married. Rose: Oh. Gussett: Doris is my sister. Rose: Oh, yes (They hesitate again for a moment.) Rose: Well, it is a small world, isn't it, Herbert? Gussett: Albert. Rose: Albert, yes. It seems like yesterday. Gussett: Yes, it certainly does... Rose: When we were at that awful school together. Gussett: School? Rose: Yes. Doesn't time fly? Gussett: We weren't at school together. Rose: Do you remember that awful English teacher with black teeth? Gussett: We weren't at school together. Rose: Weren't we? Gussett: No, we were in the Army together. Rose: We weren't, Gussett: Weren't we? Rose: I was in the Navy. Gussett: Oh (They hesitate again for a moment.) Rose: Er... Albert, I mean Herbert - Gussett: No, no, Albert's my name. Rose: Er, yes...Albert, how do we know each other? Gussett: I was just wondering about that myself, er... Rose: Harold. Gussett: Yes, Harold. Er...Are you an architect? Rose: Yes! Are you an architect? Gussett: No, I'm a taxi-driver. Rose: Oh. (They hesitate again.) Gussett: Are you interested in boxing? Rose: No, not at all. Gussett: Ah Rose: Do you go to the theatre? Gussett: I went once about twenty years ago. Rose: I see. Gussett: Do you take your holidays in Brighton? Rose: No, never. Gussett: Mmm. Rose: Do you play golf? Gussett: No, I don't. Rose: Well, that's not it then. (They hesitate again.) Rose: Do you know. Albert. I don't think we've met before. Gussett: No, you're right. We haven't. Rose: Well, er...l'm Harold Rose, Gussett : And I'm Albert Gussett. Rose: How do you do? Gussett: How do you do? (They shake hands.)