sarah. I am a little fond of play.
mr. tetgeen. There is no question of jointure.
sarah. None. Mr. Tetgeen . . . I love my husband.
mr. tetgeen. My lady . . . I will mention it.
sarah. Such a humorous answer to this. No . . . don't. What is important? Bread and butter . . . and eggs. Do I take this?
mr. tetgeen. [Handing her the paper.] Please.
sarah. [With the ghost of a smile.] I take it badly.
mr. tetgeen. [Courteously capping her jest.] I take my leave.
sarah. This doesn't call for serious notice? I've done nothing legal by accepting it?
mr. tetgeen. There's no law in the matter; it's one of policy.