EDMUND. Yes. What are you going to do?
AUSTIN. I've not had time to think about myself. This affair came first.
EDMUND. Well, this is where I come in.
AUSTIN (with a touch of an elder brother's contempt). What can you do? The club's wound up.
EDMUND. If I like, I can do a good deal. I'm a bachelor with a good city practice, and no expensive hobbies, Austin.
AUSTIN (bitterly). I never thought it would come to this. My young brother.
EDMUND. Not so young. Oh, if it stings a bit, perhaps it ought to. You'd the old man's house and the lion's share of his money, and I've got to pull you out of the hole you dug yourself. There's only one person who'll like it less than you, and that's my energetic nephew.
AUSTIN. Leo!
EDMUND. I'll present Master Leo with his articles. The law's a splendid cure for lungs and laziness.
JACK (approaching Edmund). Mr. Whitworth, there's no ill feeling, is there?