Rex
Oh, stop!... If you're not going to marry me, say so, but——
Jean
But I am!... I am not going to be a dependent old maid. [Rex, bewildered, only gazes at her.] But, first, I want you to know exactly what you're getting for your money. That seems only businesslike.
Rex
[recoils]
Would you only marry me for that?
Jean
I told you I loved another man. Do you want me?
Rex