ULSA: And the worst by-laws.
DIVINE: At Eton I was a member at Pop; at Rugby I belonged to
Near-beer. As a younger son I was destined for the police force--
MR. ICKY: Skip that.... Have you money?...
DIVINE: Wads of it. I should expect Ulsa to go down town in sections
every morning--in two Rolls Royces. I have also a kiddy-car and a
converted tank. I have seats at the opera--
ULSA: (_Sullenly_) I can’t sleep except in a box. And I’ve heard
that you were cashiered from your club.
MR. ICKY: A cashier? ...
DIVINE: (_Hanging his head_) I was cashiered.
ULSA: What for?
DIVINE: (_Almost inaudibly_) I hid the polo balls one day for a
joke.
MR. ICKY: Is your mind in good shape?
DIVINE: (_Gloomily_) Fair. After all what is brilliance? Merely
the tact to sow when no one is looking and reap when every one is.
MR. ICKY: Be careful. ... I will not marry my daughter to an epigram....
DIVINE: (_More gloomily_) I assure you I’m a mere platitude. I
often descend to the level of an innate idea.
ULSA: (_Dully_) None of what you’re saying matters. I can’t marry
a man who thinks it would be Jack. Why Frank would--
DIVINE: (_Interrupting_) Nonsense!
ULSA: (_Emphatically_) You’re a fool!
MR. ICKY: Tut-tut! ... One should not judge ... Charity, my girl. What
was it Nero said?--“With malice toward none, with charity toward
all--”
PETER: That wasn’t Nero. That was John Drinkwater.
MR. ICKY: Come! Who is this Frank? Who is this Jack?
DIVINE: (_Morosely_) Gotch.
ULSA: Dempsey.
DIVINE: We were arguing that if they were deadly enemies and locked in
a room together which one would come out alive. Now I claimed that
Jack Dempsey would take one--