THE PRIME MINISTER
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Sir Robert.
Whom did you leave behind you at Soho Square?
Margaret.
The usual family, sir—Otto and his uncle and
aunt, a cousin and a friend.
Sir Robert.
And——?
Margaret.
[Quickly.] Yes, of course—and Margaret Schiller.
Sir Robert.
What is this Margaret Schiller like to look upon?
Margaret.
Oh, an ordinary sort of girl, I suppose.
Sir Robert.
Tall and dark and noticeable, isn't she?
Margaret.
[Half flattered.] Some people might think so.
Sir Robert.
Not exactly a beauty?
Margaret.
Perhaps not, sir.
Sir Robert.
But the kind of girl a man turns in the street to
look after?
Margaret.
Depends on the man, sir.
