Otherwise you'll go to the doggy-dogs.

You don't realize how much worry you are to me." "Confound it! Why don't _you_ marry?
Why didn't I ask you that when you put me up to all this foolishness?
What right have you to--" "Tut, friend! _I_ know there's no woman alive fit to wed me and spend her life in stealing kisses from me.

_I_ have no ideal.

_You_ have an ideal." "I haven't!" "Oh, yes, dear friend, there's a stub in your check book to prove it.
You simply bet $5,000 that your ideal existed.

You've won.