I don’t want to do anybody a bad turn. I wouldn’t do anything to queer Gerald’s pitch for worlds.
Blenkinsop.
You must combine with us in order to save her from herself.
Mrs. Dot.
There’s no use in her eating her heart out for you, when she must inevitably marry Gerald.
Freddie.
Poor old Gerald, I told you he wasn’t the sort of chap a girl would be desperately in love with.
Blenkinsop.
The acumen you have shown does credit to your years.
Freddie.