[_With a pleasant, affectionate smile._] Ah, Nan. ANNE. [_Going up to_ GEORGE WINTER.] Well, how is my great brother-in-law? GEORGE WINTER. He’s in his usual rude health, thank you. ANNE. I’ve brought Teddie to introduce him to you. O’DONNELL. How d’you do? ANNE. [_With a flourish._] This is the Napoleon of Finance. He owns seventeen companies, five gold mines, two railways, a house in Portman Square, two places in the country, a yacht, five motor-cars, the family of Etchingham.... GEORGE WINTER. [_Interrupting._] Take a long breath and say ninety-nine. ANNE. [_Laughing._] Don’t be ridiculous. GEORGE WINTER. Now, what is it you want? ANNE. I? [_Coaxingly._] You’re an old dear, George. GEORGE WINTER. I thought so. Well, what is it? ANNE. I want you to give Mr. O’Donnell a job. CATHERINE. Anne! O’DONNELL. I say, Nan, you needn’t put it so bluntly. ANNE. It’s no good beating about the bush with George, is it? GEORGE WINTER. [_Amused and pleased._] Not much. ANNE. Now, sit down and let me talk sensibly to you. CATHERINE. Anne, I’d rather you didn’t--just now. George and I are busy. GEORGE WINTER. Have they interrupted you, darling? I thought you had nothing more you wanted to say. ANNE. Is anything the matter? GEORGE WINTER. Nothing. Kate’s a little under the weather this morning. ANNE. Oh, my dear, I’m so sorry. What is it? GEORGE WINTER. I warned you not to eat that _pâté de foie gras_ last night, my dear. It always disagrees with you. CATHERINE. Please don’t worry about me. GEORGE WINTER. [_To_ ANNE.] Why d’you want me to give Mr. O’Donnell a job? ANNE. Because he’s my young man. GEORGE WINTER. Is he, by Jove! O’DONNELL. I offered her my hand and heart.... ANNE. [_Interrupting._] And being a practical person I promptly inquired what were his worldly possessions. O’DONNELL. They’re not only nil, they’re astonishingly nil. In point of fact, if you reckon debts they’re positively minus. ANNE. So I fell into his arms and said, let us put up the banns at once. GEORGE WINTER. [_Very jolly and affable._] That’s where I come in. ANNE. Well, I thought he might manage one of your railways or be your chauffeur, or if you didn’t think he was good enough for that you might make him director of one of your companies. CATHERINE. Nan, you don’t know what you’re talking about. ANNE. Good heavens, if papa can direct companies surely Teddie can. CATHERINE. No, I didn’t mean that. But there are circumstances that you don’t understand. Mr. O’Donnell can’t ask George to do anything for him. Mr. O’Donnell.... GEORGE WINTER. [_Quite good-humouredly._] Really, Kate, you might let me answer for myself. ANNE. George always said he’d help me when I wanted to marry. GEORGE WINTER. [_To_ O’DONNELL.] I presume your idea is to go into the City? O’DONNELL. Yes, more or less. GEORGE WINTER. Educated at a public school, I suppose? O’DONNELL. Yes, I was at Harrow. GEORGE WINTER.