carnaby. My one regret in dying would be to miss seeing him so.
george goes back into the dining-room.
mr. crowe. I am tickled to think that the man marrying your daughter wasn't good enough for mine.
carnaby. And yet at fisticuffs, I'd back John Abud against our son George.
dr. remnant has come out of the dining-room. tozer has stumbled towards him and is wagging an argumentative finger.
mr. tozer. . . Marriage means enjoyment!
dr. remnant. [Controlling his indignation.] I repeat that I have found in my own copy of the prayer book no insistence upon a romantic passion.
mr. tozer. My 'terpretation of God's word is 'bove criticism.
mr. tozer reaches the door and falls into the dining-room.