Bam. There's many a long day between me and carpet slippers and gruel. I like roving about, Verity, and that's a fact.
Ste. Didn't you think of that before?
Bam. I spoke hurried.
Ste. It's time you settled down. You won't lose much that a thousand a year and home comforts don't match.
Bam. I'm rich enough.
Ste. You didn't talk like that on Tuesday.
Bam. (irritably). I tell you, I've thought things over. Fact is, I didn't half like the way she answered you back. A man gets enough worries in his working day. When he gets home he wants peace and no back answers.
Ste. She's all right now. It was having him asking (indicating Walter) that made her proud. He's thrown her over—not good enough for him.
Bam. And she's not good enough for me, either. I can be a bit particular myself. I like 'em quiet.
Ste. She's as quiet as they make 'em.