You can’t deny that it’s rather annoying to take up your paper in the morning and discover an official announcement that the man you’ve made up your mind to marry is taking serious steps to marry somebody else.
Aunt Eliza.
But would you tell me why you want to marry him?
Mrs. Dot.
Why does anybody ever want to marry anybody?
Aunt Eliza.
That is a question to which during the fifty-five years of my life I’ve been totally unable to discover an answer.
Mrs. Dot.
Well, because he’s clever, and handsome, and amusing.
Aunt Eliza.