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NANCY (eagerly). Oh yes! My father was a sergeant-major in the Wiltshires.

TENTERDEN (bearing it gallantly). Ah! A younger branch, no doubt. But it is a good name, Chillingham. ssss1After all, why should the wife always take the husband’s name? Eh, Mrs.Broxopp? Why should not the husband take the wife’s, the son take the mother’s.... Jack Chillingham to Iris Tenterden. And a handsome couple, are they not? I shall be proud of my grandson.

IRIS (amused, as always, by her father). Say something, Jack. A few words of thanks.

TENTERDEN. You agree with me, Jack?

JACK (mumbling). I’ve been telling Father.

BROXOPP. Of course, I quite see your point of view, Sir Roger. Don’t think that I don’t see it perfectly. You see it, don’t you, Nancy?

NANCY. Oh yes, dear. I should be very proud for you to take my name. Just as I was very proud to take yours.

TENTERDEN. Charmingly put, Mrs.Broxopp. But alas! It is no longer your husband’s name. He has been too generous with it. He has given it to the world. That is what I have to think of—for my grandson. (He gets up) Well, Mrs.Broxopp, I have to thank you for listening to me so courteously, and I need not tell you how glad I am that we see eye to eye in this matter. Broxopp, we must have a talk some day in the City. And if I can be of any assistance to you in the matter of your investments, or in any other particular, pray regard me as entirely at your service.