Spread that knowledge and that conviction; and as surely as the
sun will rise tomorrow, the thing will happen.
FRANKLYN. We don't know where or when or to whom it will happen. It may
happen first to someone in this room.
HASLAM. It wont happen to me: thats jolly sure.
CONRAD. It might happen to anyone. It might happen to the parlor maid.
How do we know?
SAVVY. The parlor maid! Oh, thats nonsense, Nunk.
LUBIN [_once more quite comfortable_] I think Miss Savvy has delivered
the final verdict.
BURGE. Do you mean to say that you have nothing more practical to offer
than the mere wish to live longer? Why, if people could live by merely
wishing to, we should all be living for ever already! Everybody would
like to live for ever. Why don't they?
CONRAD. Pshaw! Everybody would like to have a million of money. Why
havnt they? Because the men who would like to be millionaires wont save
sixpence even with the chance of starvation staring them in the face.
The men who want to live for ever wont cut off a glass of beer or a pipe
of tobacco, though they believe the teetotallers and non-smokers live
longer.
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