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ly._] Yes.
HECTOR. [_Noisily and affectionately._] You old scoundrel! You rascal and villain! Engaged--and you don't come and tell me first! Well I--am--damned!
WALTER. [_Trying to take it gaily._] I knew you'd chaff me about it.
HECTOR. Chaff you! Silly old coon! why I'm glad! Of course we shall miss you--but marriage--it's the only thing, my boy--the only thing! Who is she? Do I know her?
WALTER. [_Mumbling, as he fingers the cards._] A friend of Betty's--I fancy you've met her--
HECTOR. Who?
BETTY. Mary Gillingham. We're the first to know--he only proposed to-day.
HECTOR. Gillingham, Gillingham.... Oh yes, I've seen her, just seen her, but I don't remember.... I say, not the daughter of the sealing-wax man?
WALTER. Yes.
HECTOR. Then there's lots of tin! Fine! Oh you artful old dodger! Is she pretty?
WALTER. So-So.
BETTY. [_Still leaning against the table, and looking at them both._] She's excessively pretty. She has yellow hair and blue eyes.
HECTOR. [_Chuckling._] And she has caught old Wallie. The cynical old Wallie who sniffed at women! Though perhaps it's the money--
BETTY. No. He's in love with her.
HECTOR. That's good. I'm glad. And I congratulate you--heartily, my boy. [He seizes WALTER'S _hand, and wrings it._] We must drink to it! [_He gets up, goes to the side-table, and pours some whiskey into a tumbler._] Charge your glass, Walter! [WALTER _rises and goes to the side-table._] Ladies and gentlemen. I give you the bride and bridegroom! [He fills the glass from the syphon and passes it to WALTER, _then proceeds to fill his own._] Betty, you must join us.
BETTY. [_Quietly._] No.
HECTOR. You can't toast him in water, of course. Has she cleared away yet? I'll get you some Hock.
[_He puts his glass down and moves to the door at back._
BETTY. Don't be so silly. I won't drink at all.
HECTOR. [_Amazed._] Not to old Walter?
BETTY. [_Steadily._]