Louise. But can't you help him?
Coast. No; it's not my business.
[Sits on the sofa, putting the pillows out of his way.
Louise. But he's my husband, and you're my cousin.
Coast. What's the difference? Twenty years ago, when your father was rich as Crœsus and my guv'ner and I up a stump for—tobacco, anyway, if not for bread, did he lift a finger to help us? not on your life! That lets me out! Every man for himself—and listen, if I wanted to starve I could lose a real good fortune through Steve Carley, without any outside help.
Louise. I told mother you'd be like that.
Coast. We're all pretty much alike; she'd
recognize the Coast family.
Louise. If you were married to Georgiana, you couldn't ignore her brother. She isn't like us.
Coast. Well, if I could get Georgiana, [Going to Louise.] I'd be willing to do a good deal. She's the only woman I can see in this world my size.