LEO. It is my tragedy.
EDMUND. Um.
LEO. You will speak to them for me, uncle? They'll listen to you. At least you come from London, where people are civilized.
EDMUND. Are they? In London I hold a brief for the culture of the provinces.
LEO. You took jolly good care to get away from the provinces, yourself. And you mustn't tell me you think Blackton is cultured.
EDMUND. I heard my first Max Reger sonata in Blackton long before London had found him.
LEO. Music's another matter.
EDMUND. Yes. Your father played it to me.
LEO. Well, there you are again. Music and football are the only things he cares about. That's just what I complain of. I've tried to raise his tastes, but I find generally a lack of seriousness in men of his age. Of course' there are exceptions.
EDMUND. Thank you.