Gerald.
[With a burst of laughter.] Ha, ha, ha.
Blenkinsop.
What the blazes are you laughing at?
Gerald.
Ha! ha! ha!
Blenkinsop.
Shut up, you blithering idiot!
Gerald.
[Still laughing.] She has made a fool of you. Ha! ha! ha! [Seriously.] And did you really think any woman would care for you? My poor Blenkinsop! My poor, poor Blenkinsop!