Walter. You mustn't ask me to believe that, sir. You gave the thing away yourself.
Ste. (impressively). There never was a syndicate. A limited company isn't a limited company till it's registered. We weren't registered. You understand? You can't go telling people about a syndicate that never existed.
Walter (smiling). That sounds reasonable. I shan't tell.
Ste. Yes. Well, what about my daughter?
Walter. I thought you objected to me.
Ste. I did. But I begin to think there's more in you than meets the eye.
Walter. Thanks for the compliment.
Ste. I do wish you weren't a curate, though.
(Crosses to fire.) There's nothing in the Church for a smart man.
Walter. There are plenty of prizes in the Church.