Casanova Brown

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Cas, darling.

Oh, Madge. Madge.

- Darling, what's the matter?

- Madge.

What is it, sweetie?

Never let me

out of your sight again, please.

Darling, of course not.

And never, never, never mention

New York to me again

as long as I live.

Never. Never, never!

And in the third place, I have just

about reached the end of my patience.

This happens to be my home,

as little as a stranger might suspect it,

and it is intolerable that I should be

continually called on to defend myself

against an apparently endless series

of irresponsible and vulgar accusations.

And now,

I'm afraid I must ask you to leave.

- But, Grandpa...

- And if I hear one more word

about that blasted pig bank,

I'll be down those stairs like a ton of brick

and flatten that Meccano set of yours.

Did you hear that?

Why, Junior, what's the matter?

He...

Oh, nothing, Aunt Madge.

Nothing, really.

Don't you think we ought to wait

for a more propitious moment?

If he's already angry...

He's always angry since we put him

on an allowance. Come along.

Seems to me if he's already upset...

- You're not afraid of him, are you?

- Of course not.

You needn't be.

It's just bluff, all that grizzly-bear stuff.

He really loves us very much. All of us.

I do not.

May we come in?

No.

Cas wants to talk to you, Dad.

- Oh, hello, Cas.

- Hiya, J.J.

Go on in.

- Yes, but not you.

- I know.

I'll be downstairs.

Don't look so solemn. It's just a formality.

That's all.

What a revolting female she is, to be sure.

Sit down, Cas.

No, no, no. Over here.

Yes. Now, what can I do for you?

Well...

I've missed our little talks.

They were bright spots in my life,

but ever since you came back

from New York...

- Yes, I know.

- Well, it's quite all right, Cas.

I've not been entirely blind

to this little deadfall she's set for you.

But I've never lost confidence in you,

my boy.

You're much too intelligent,

much too shrewd,

to be taken in by that dreary female.

Well, perhaps I better make

my position clear, J.J.,

before you say anything else.

But of course, Cas. By all means.

Well, you've known me, you've known

my family for a good many years.

Yes.

We've never been well-to-do,

or anything like that,

but we've always maintained

a certain respectability.

Proud but poor,

I suppose you might describe us.

Well, of course, why not?

If the poor can get any satisfaction

out of being proud, why not?

It costs nothing.

As for my financial situation,

my salary as professor of literature

at the university isn't munificent,

but it's adequate.

I believe my prospects

for promotion are good.

Well, that's splendid, Cas, but I...

As for my character,

I believe I behave reasonably.

I'm not overly susceptible to girls.

So what? The point of this whole thing

seems to have eluded me somewhere.

Well, I'm simply trying to tell you

that I want to marry her.

Marry? Whom?

Marry Madge, of course.

Madge? Are you out of your mind?

- I am not.

- But whatever on earth for?

Because I love her, of course.

Love Madge? Oh, come now, Cas.

That's just downright silly.

You must have

some better reason than that.

No young man in his right mind would...

What is it? Her money?

Now, just a minute, J. J...

Because if it is, you might just as well

forget the whole matter.

I had precisely the same idea 25 years ago

with her mother.

I haven't the slightest interest

in Madge's money.

My income is quite enough.

Oh, they've got it, all right.

Scads of it. Buckets of it.

By george, I've dreamed about that dough.

Just to get my mitts into that cash box

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