sir george leete. Carnaby . . look at that.
carnaby. Sound in wind and limb. Tread boldly, son-in-law.
abud turns, stands awkwardly for a moment and then goes into the dining-room.
sir george leete. [Relapsing into a pinch of snuff.] I'm calm.
carnaby. Regard this marriage with a wise eye . . as an amusing little episode.
sir george leete. Do you?
carnaby. And forget its oddity. Now that the humiliation is irrevocable, is it a personal grievance to you?
sir george leete. Give me a dinner a day for the rest of my life and I'll be content.
carnaby. Lately, one by one, opinions and desires have been failing me . . a flicker and then extinction. I shall shortly attain to being a most able critic upon life.
sir george leete. Shall I tell you again? You came into this world without a conscience. That explains you and it's all that does. That such a damnable coupling as this should be permitted by God Almighty . . or that the law shouldn't interfere! I've said my say.