Jane. Yes, Kathryn has proposed to your father. She said her love for you was of no import, that her love for your father was based upon degrees of reverential confidence which marriage alone could be trusted to dispel.
Jack (rising). I presume, Jane, that you refer to somebody else's father.
Jane. Your very own.
Jack. Impossible!
Jane. She recognized him at once.
Jack. How so?
Jane. By his resemblance to you.
Jack. Improbable.
Jane. Why so?
Jack (seating himself). I have no father.