Hargrave (superciliously). I am not in favor of trial marriages. Marriage itself is responsible for the alarming decrease in the birth-rate so prevalent throughout the world.
Gloria (sweetly). I think Mr. Hargrave is superstitious, dear.
Hargrave (snatching at the straw). I am. I am.
Dill. I always try to harbor superstitions in the heart, sir, and to remove them as far from the mind as possible.
Hargrave (advancing with a crafty smile). Ah, well! So be it then. My own experience with marriage is limited. However I will say this much for it. If it weren't for marriage a man could not honorably part with a woman.
Gloria (in a low voice). I said Mr. Hargrave was the proper person to apply to, Dill.
Hargrave. We will first examine the license.
Gloria. License?
Hargrave (in the most insulting manner). All women are not licensed in this country I am sorry to say. In that the continental custom is far better. However, before they are married they must be licensed. At any rate do you think we should have them running around at large?
Dill. Here is the license, sir.