Matt. It's a very nutty and knotty problem. I'm watching to see Dolly and Harry solve it!
Dolly. See us solve it! How?
Matt. You and Harry heard a most thrilling, soul-stirring sermon last night.
Pilcher. You had good hearsay accounts of my sermon?
Matt. Excellent! I should have heard it myself, but I've reached an age when it would be dangerous to give up any of my old and cherished bad habits. So in place of going to church and selfishly reforming myself, I shall have to be content with watching Dolly and Harry reform themselves.
Dolly. Don't take any notice of him, Mr. Pilcher, he's the most cynical, hardened reprobate! I have to blush for him a hundred times a day.
[Renie strolls casually into conservatory by lower door. Lucas casually follows her.
Matt. And in order to settle once and for all this vexed question of free will and moral responsibility, I'll bet you, Harry, a simple fiver, and I'll bet you Dolly, a new Parisian hat, and half a dozen pairs of gloves that you won't live up to your good resolutions, and that on next New Year's Day you'll neither of you be one ha'penny the better for all the wise counsels Mr. Pilcher gave you last night.
Harry. A fiver! Done!
Dolly. I'll take you, too! In fact, I'll double it; two new Parisian hats, and a dozen pairs of gloves!