Blenkinsop.
Not with me, I trust.
Mrs. Dot.
You perfect idiot.
Blenkinsop.
Not at all. I should think it very natural.
Mrs. Dot.
I wonder why you never married, James.
Blenkinsop.
Because I have a considerable gift for repartee. I discovered in my early youth that men propose not because they want to marry, but because on certain occasions they are entirely at a loss for topics of conversation.