TENTERDEN. You agree with me, Jack?
JACK (mumbling). I’ve been telling Father.
BROXOPP. Of course, I quite see your point of view, Sir Roger. Don’t think that I don’t see it perfectly. You see it, don’t you, Nancy?
NANCY. Oh yes, dear. I should be very proud for you to take my name. Just as I was very proud to take yours.
TENTERDEN. Charmingly put, Mrs. Broxopp. But alas! It is no longer your husband’s name. He has been too generous with it. He has given it to the world. That is what I have to think of—for my grandson. (He gets up) Well, Mrs. Broxopp, I have to thank you for listening to me so courteously, and I need not tell you how glad I am that we see eye to eye in this matter. Broxopp, we must have a talk some day in the City. And if I can be of any assistance to you in the matter of your investments, or in any other particular, pray regard me as entirely at your service.
BROXOPP. It’s very good of you, Sir Roger.
TENTERDEN. Not at all. Jack, you’re dining with us to-night, I understand. If you can spare him, Mrs. Broxopp. Well, I must get along to the City. Busy times just now. Good-bye, and again my apologies for interrupting your morning.
NANCY. Good-bye, Sir Roger. (She rings the bell.)
TENTERDEN. Then I shall be seeing you one of [42]these days, Broxopp. Good-bye! (He goes beautifully out.)
(There is silence after he has gone. The BROXOPPS are a little overwhelmed.