EDGAR. He will play the fool.
LEONARD. Well, well. Now to business. About this wedding. Does the best man kiss the bride?
SHEILA. } Of course not. Those vulgarities are out of date.
} [Together.]
EDGAR. } Deuce take it, Leonard!
LEONARD. I only want to know. I want to play my part like an English gentleman. Kissing in public—except the hand—is an atrocity, but if it has to be done it should be done firmly. No hesitations, no scrimmages. In fact there should always be a rehearsal. Very well. No kissing. Now about gloves—
EDGAR. Yes, what are you going to wear, Leonard?
LEONARD. I shall wear a grey morning coat, trousers of about the same colour but exquisitely striped, white waistcoat, grey hat with narrow black band, an orchid—the best that money can buy—if anyone will lend me the money—
EDGAR. Here, I say—