You don't suppose he forged her will, do you ?" "You are ribald, Sir, ribald." "Am I?
Well, and you are jolly offensive.

Thank God you weren't my father.

Now, from what I remember of that boy of yours, I shouldn't have thought that he was a fortune-hunter.

I should have thought that he was a young beggar who wished to get hold of the girl he fancies, and that's all.

Still, you know him best, and I dare say you are right.
Anyway, for your own peculiar and crack-brained reasons, you don't want this business, and I say at once you can't want it less than I do.