'Don't you see? The problem for the family, for hundreds of families, is to get the undesirable marriage off without the usual row. Very few people really like a row. Daughter becomes anaemic; foreign cures are expensive and no good. Son goes to the Devil or the Cape. Aged and opulent, but amorous, parent leaves everything he can scrape together to disapproved of new wife. Relations cut each other all round. Not many people really enjoy that kind of thing. They want a pacific solution--marriage off, no remonstrances.' 'And how are you going to do it?' 'Why,' said Merton, 'by a scientific and thoroughly organised system of disengaging or disentangling. We enlist a lot of girls and fellows like ourselves, beautiful, attractive, young, or not so young, well connected, intellectual, athletic, and of all sorts of types, but all _broke_, all without visible means of subsistence. They are people welcome in country houses, but travelling third class, and devilishly perplexed about how to tip the servants, how to pay if they lose at bridge, and so forth. We enlist them, we send them out on demand, carefully selecting our agents to meet the circumstances in each case. They go down and disentangle the amorous by--well, by entangling them. The lovers are off with the old love, the love which causes all the worry, without being on with the new love--our agent. The thing quietly fizzles out.' 'Quietly!' Logan snorted. 'I like "quietly." They would be on with the new love. Don't you see, you born gomeral, that the person, man or woman, who deserts the inconvenient A.--I put an A. B. case--falls in love with your agent B., and your B. is, by the nature of the thing, more ineligible than A.--too poor. A babe could see that. You disappoint me, Merton.' 'You state,' said Merton, 'one of the practical difficulties which I foresaw. Not that it does not suit _us_ very well. Our comrade and friend, man or woman, gets a chance of a good marriage, and, Logan, there is no better thing. But parents and guardians would not stand much of that: of people marrying our agents.' 'Of course they wouldn't. Your idea is crazy.' 'Wait a moment,' said Merton. 'The resources of science are not yet exhausted. You have heard of the epoch-making discovery of Jenner, and its beneficent results in checking the ravages of smallpox, that scourge of the human race?' 'Oh don't talk like a printed book,' Logan remonstrated. 'Everybody has heard of vaccination.' 'And you are aware that similar prophylactic measures have been adopted, with more or less of success, in the case of other diseases?' 'I am aware,' said Logan, 'that you are in danger of personal suffering at my hands, as I already warned you.' 'What is love but a disease?' Merton asked dreamily. 'A French _savant_, Monsieur Janet, says that nobody ever falls in love except when he is a little bit off colour: I forget the French equivalent.' 'I am coming for you,' Logan arose in wrath.