Consolation of Philosophy

Bertie:I must tell you of my wretched complaint.

Lydia: Oh, for the love of life, please tell me more, Bertie – I long to know of your complaints.

Bertie:The beans that I ate for lunch don’t seem to have agreed with me.

Lydia: Wait. I was rather under the impression that you wanted to talk about your complaint. Now you tell me that the beans are complaining too?

Bertie: After a fashion. They long to be free.

Lydia: Freedom. Hmm. And is your complaint of a similar nature?

Bertie: Not entirely....