BROXOPP. What’s happened?
JACK. What do you mean—happened?
BROXOPP. Well, what is it you want to tell me?
JACK. I didn’t say I wanted to tell you anything. I just said, “Let’s have a talk.” I don’t see why a father and a son shouldn’t have a little talk together sometimes.
BROXOPP. Neither do I, Jack. Only I thought perhaps it wasn’t done. Bad form and all that.
JACK. Oh, rot!
BROXOPP. You see, I don’t want you to be ashamed of me.
JACK (uneasily). I say, I wish you wouldn’t talk like that.
BROXOPP. Oh, but I mean it. You see, I’m very proud of you, Jack.
[30]JACK (with a smile). You’re much prouder of your blessed beans, aren’t you? Own up.