Harry. No, by Jove, it proves that your father noticed what a confounded, cussed——
Dolly. Go on! Go on! Say it!
Matt. Shush! Shush! Well, Harry, what did you say?
Harry. Well, not wishing to give Dolly away——
Dolly. Ha! ha! Not wishing to give me away!
Harry. Not then! But, by Jove, if any decent chap were to come along now——
Dolly. [Exploding.] There! There! [To Matt.] And you sit there and hear my own husband insult me in my own house!
Matt. No! No!
Dolly. But there you sit! There you sit!
Matt. [Jumps up fiercely.] Now, Harry!