JACK. I want to marry Elsie.
EDMUND (shocked). My God!
AUSTIN. Does she know? (Rising.)
JACK. Does she know? She says we're to be married and that's all about it, but I'm old-fashioned and I want your leave.
EDMUND. My niece and a professional footballer!
AUSTIN. Steady, Edmund. Now, Metherell, just let us see where we stand. You propose to help Birchester to beat Blackton.
JACK. I'll do my best.
AUSTIN. And you think I'll let you ruin me first and marry my daughter afterwards?
JACK. I won't buy Elsie from you at the price of my professional honour.
AUSTIN. Professional fiddlesticks! The thing's done every day.