Jack. He's got to know the truth. If he'd have me as a scoundrel for your husband, he should be glad to have me as an honest man. (_Smiling sourly._) My arm's broke either way. Elsie. I don't care tuppence for his consent. Jack. It's not the square thing to get married without. Elsie. Oh, leave him to me. Jack. You bustle him so. It's not respectful, Elsie. Elsie. Well, you needn't take him under your wing as well. It's not the custom in this family to split hairs about filial piety. I'll make it all right, Jack. Jack. It's my job, Elsie. Elsie. It's our job, and you've had your innings. Now it's mine. But I'm going to take you home first to your mother. Jack. But my mother doesn't know about you, yet. Elsie (_drily_). It's time I made her acquaintance. Jack (_doubtfully_). I don't know what she'll say. Elsie. We'll find out when she says it. You think a great deal of your mother, Jack. Jack. My father's dead. She's both to me. That's why I'm anxious. Elsie. Anxious! But your mother wouldn't stop us, Jack. Jack (_doubtfully_). You will be careful with her, Elsie. Elsie. Careful? Jack. Yes. Not like you go on with your father. She's used to my way. (_She has his unhurt arm, urging him to door, when it opens and Austin, Florence and Leo enter._) Austin. Still here, Metherell! Elsie. I'm just going to take him home. Austin (_to Jack_). Wasn't the doctor going to help you into your clothes? (_To Leo and Florence._) Where is Wells? Have either of you seen him? Leo. Last seen disappearing in the direction of the bar with an eminent London solicitor. Elsie. Oh, never mind him. Jack's clothes can follow. We'll take a taxi. Austin. But---- Elsie. Come along, Jack. (_Exeunt Elsie and Jack._) Leo. I say, father, it's a jolly rough game. This must be one of the referee's slack days or he'd pull Angus up sharp. Austin (_genially_). The score's two--one for Blackton, my boy. Florence. Blackton play against the wind next half. Austin (_confidently_). The match is all right. I've something else to talk about to you two. You saw Metherell and Elsie? Leo (_grinning_). Yes. It's a case. Austin. What? Leo (_the grin fading_). Well, isn't it? Austin. So you know. Leo. I've got eyes. Austin. You take it philosophically. Leo. I don't see that it matters how I take it. Austin. To my mind it matters considerably. He'll be your brother-in-law if he marries her. Leo. That had occurred to me. Austin. Don't you mind? Leo. I don't mind. Metherell's a stupendous nut at football. Austin. I understood football didn't interest you. Leo. Merely academically. Austin. It's really far more your concern than mine, you know, Leo. In the natural course of things Elsie's husband will be your brother-in-law for a longer period than he'll be my son-in-law. Yours too, Flo. Florence. Yes. (_Pause._) Austin (_exasperated_). Well? Have neither of you anything to say? Florence (_rather bored_). Not much in my line, dad.