JACK MEDBURY.
What sort of a fellow do you fancy for a brother-in-law?
TED MORRIS.
(Laughs.) What she fancies will be more to the point, I expect. You know she's a bit headstrong; I'll tell you who it will be.
JACK MEDBURY.
(Quickly.) Who?
TED MORRIS.
Why some poor devil without a penny to bless himself with. You bet your bottom dollar on that.
JACK MEDBURY.
And what do you intend saying to this impecunious suitor when he does turn up?