AUSTIN. Oh, you're blind with love.
ELSIE. I have his word.
AUSTIN (scoffing). His word!
ELSIE. Yes. Jack Metherell's word. The word of the man I'm going to marry.
AUSTIN (indicating Jack's arm). Deeds speak louder than words.
JACK (with resolution). Yes, Mr. Whitworth, they do. You think you've won this match. We'll see.
ELSIE (frightened). Jack, what are you going to do?
JACK. Play. Play for Birchester as I've never played for Blackton. I'll show him if I sold the match.
LEO. No. I say. You mustn't do that with a broken arm.
JACK. Yes. Broken arm and all.