“What do men—well-born and high-bred men like you——”
“What will you take to drink?” said Jack, bowing low.
“Who have no money, and no brains——”
Jack bowed again, and pitched the sugar tongs at him.
“What do they do? They generally marry an heiress, Jack.”
“I shall never marry.”
“I’ve heard that remark before. The last it was from a man who married a fortnight afterward.”
“I’m not going to marry in a fortnight. Go ahead.”
“I’ve done,” said Leonard with a shrug.
“Solomon is dried up,” said Jack. “You don’t keep a large stock of wisdom on hand, old man.”