Then BROXOPP goes over to the fireplace, and stands with his back to it. In this position he feels more like himself.)
BROXOPP. Well, Jack?
(JACK says nothing. IRIS goes over to NANCY and sits beside her.)
IRIS. He’s a little overwhelming, isn’t he? But you get used to it—and then you aren’t overwhelmed.
NANCY. Iris!
IRIS. Nancy thinks I’m too modern. She’s afraid that when we go out together, everybody will say, “What a very fast creature Mrs. Broxopp’s elder sister is!”
BROXOPP. Mrs. Chillingham’s elder sister, isn’t it?
IRIS. So it is, Daddy Chillingham.
JACK (getting firmly to his feet). Look here, Dad, if you don’t change yours, I don’t change mine. But if you think you have given the Beans a good run for their money, and you like to sell out and settle down in the country as Chillingham, well, I’ll say thank you. Iris and I have got precious little right to ask it, and Sir Roger has got no right at all——
IRIS (rising and protesting in the TENTERDEN manner). Surely, my dear Broxopp, I have a right to consider—my grandson!