EDMUND. If you only knew what your father——
AUSTIN (taking his arm). It doesn't matter, Edmund. Come to lunch.
(Exeunt Edmund and Austin.)
FLORENCE. Yes, it doesn't matter if the Rovers are defeated, but there's beef and beer in the next room and the heavens would fall if food were neglected.
ELSIE. Oh, I don't care if they are beaten. The Rovers don't interest me without Metherell.
FLORENCE. I don't believe they ever did. You're no true sportswoman, Elsie. You always thought more about the man than the game. You might be in love with Metherell.
ELSIE. Yes, I might.
FLORENCE. Perhaps you are.
ELSIE. Is there a woman in Blackton who doesn't admire him?
FLORENCE. Oh, I admire him. But that's not loving.