"You, too, of course." For Dysart was one of those types known in society as a "dancing man." He also led cotillions, and a morally blameless life as far as the more virile Commandments were concerned.
He said: "That little Seagrave girl is rather fetching." Tappan answered indifferently: "She resembles the general run of this year's output.

She's weedy.

They all ought to marry before they go about to dinners, anyway." "Marry whom ?" "Anybody--Delancy, here, for instance.

You know as well as I do that no woman is possible unless she's married," yawned Tappan.

"Isn't that so, Delancy ?" clapping Grandcourt on the shoulder.
Grandcourt said "yes," to be rid of him; but Dysart turned around with his usual smile of amused contempt.
"You think so, too, Delancy," he said, "because what is obvious and ready-made appeals to you.