[Coldly.] I really can't see that because I married you I must necessarily take your whole family to my bosom.
Jenny.
Why don't you like them? They're honest and respectable.
Basil.
[With a little sigh of boredom.] My dear Jenny, we don't choose our friends because they're honest and respectable any more than we choose them because they change their linen daily.
Jenny.
They can't help it if they're poor.
Basil.
My dear, I'm willing to acknowledge that they have every grace and every virtue, but they rather bore me.
Jenny.