Bertram.
[Knitting his brows.] I admit I should prefer, if my sister contemplates marrying again, that her choice fell on one of the others.
Lady Filson.
Mr. Trefusis—or George Delacour——?
Bertram.
Even Trevor Wilson. [Wincing.] The idea of a merchant brother-in-law doesn't appeal to me very strongly, I mean t'say.
Lady Filson.
Still, a baronet——!
Bertram.
And I suppose——?