Curt: Your drink Lady Grabbit.
Lady Grabbit: Thank you Curt.
Curt: Your drink Lord Grabbit.
C: It is my pleasure your lordship.
LD: Ah, Daphne dear would you like a drink? Curt? D: No mother I do not want a drink. I’m too, too LG; Too what darling?
D; Too, too upset. LG: Oh dear. Came and sit-down and tell Mumsie all about it.
D: It’s Daddy. LG: That will be all Curt.
C: Very well. D: Daddy says I can’t have a new gown for my engagement.
LG: Is this true Earnest.
It most certainly is.
D: But Daddy, I simply must have a new gown for my engagement party. I simply must. I have to be the Belle of the Ball and none of my old gowns will do.
- Young lady,
- you will have money to burn once you come into your inheritance.
- But there will be no inheritance if you squander all my money before I die.
- Thrift, m’girl, thrift.
- That’s how I came to be one of the richest men in England, y’know,
LD: that’s easy for you to say.
D: But what use is being one of the richest men in England if you never spend any of it? And it could be years before you die. I need the money now while I’m still young enough to enjoy it.
- And what would a little thing like you
- find to spend her money on?
- You have everything you need right here.
D: I want to get married.
D; And there is no way roger and I can get married before I get my inheritance.
- Can’t think while you would want to marry him anyway.
- Doesn’t seem to be the marrying kind
- to me.
D: What do you mean?
- You'd be better off
- finding yourself a real man.
D: Daddy! I love Roger and he loves me. And we’ll be married one day, whether you like it or not.
LD: The child’s right you know dear. Why can’t you give us both our inheritance now so so that we can enjoy the money. While your still alive.
- Over my dead body!
- I don’t want to be around to watch
- the two of you throw away my hard-earned cash!
- No the subject is closed.
- I don’t want to hear another word about it.
- Is that perfectly clear?
D: LD: But that’s not fair.
No more I tell you. Now I’m going to my study.
LD: To count your money I suppose
- No my dear,
- I’m going to check those bill Cook brought me earlier.
- They seem far too high to me.
LD: We do have to eat you know. Or would you rather stop doing that as well.
But does she really need to spend so much money on food.
LD: Oh money, money, money. Heaven knows we never go out anymore. We never get invited anywhere because you insist on insulting everyone about the way they spend their money.
LD: It’s a good job they don’t charge u for the air we breath or you’d have us cut back on that as well.
- Don’t be facetious dear,
- it doesn’t become you.
- Now, I’m going to my study to check those bills
- and then I shell go into the library and smoke my pipe.
- I don’t want to be disturbed for anything.
D: But what about my dress, daddy. Please!
- What’s wrong with the one you wore
- for Cynthia’s coming out party.
- That was a pretty dress.
- You’ve never worn it since.
Oh darling the poor girl..well filled out since then, It's far too small.
- Well, let it out then.
- or whatever you woman do with such things!
- And if she were to cut down on what she is eating,
- we can save some money into the bargain.
Now there’s an end to it.