LEO (sarcastically). Sporting town, Blackton,
ELSIE (at white heat). They're beasts. Beasts. They jeered. They're glad he's hurt.
JACK. That's what you've done for me, Mr. Whitworth. I'm laughed at in Blackton. Last Saturday I was their idol, and now——
AUSTIN. You've done it for yourself, my boy.
JACK (hotly). You transferred me.
AUSTIN. I meant the broken arm, not the broken idol. Jack (scornfully). Do you still think I did it purposely? Austin. I don't think, Metherell. I know. And I'm very much obliged to you. The chances are it's won the match.
JACK (sulkily). It was an accident.
AUSTIN (playing his last card). Oh, you needn't keep that up before the family. That reminds me. (Turning to them.) Leo, Florence, this is your future brother-in-law, Jack Metherell, the sporting footballer, who's sold a match to buy my consent to his marrying Elsie.
(He watches Leo and Florence for the effect. Jack steps forward, but Elsie stops him.)
ELSIE. Hush, Jack.