- Max Clement: It's quite simple: I have nothing, you have plenty. Swell! OK by me!
- Mrs. Rosine Brown: Oh, I see. You have no objection to marrying a rich woman?
- Max Clement: No, none at all! Why should I? Suppose I had everything and you were poor: I wouldn't mind that; I'd adore it.
- Mrs. Rosine Brown: Oh... you mean to say, you'd be quite content to be supported by a woman?
- Max Clement: Oh, she wouldn't be supporting me. We'd split.
- Lady Joan Culver: Isn't the prince amusing?
- Max Clement: I think he's revolting.
- Lady Joan Culver: Oh, no, he's not. Just a bit obvious. Knows what he wants and gets it. He's got a terrific reputation as a lover.
- Max Clement: How do people get reputations as lovers? Women tell their friends?
- Lady Joan Culver: No, not exactly. But it gets about. If you see a lot of women looking particularly radiant--somebody's been around.
- Lady Joan Culver: Just my luck! I've been out for ten years, and I've never been so much as hinted at!
- Lady Joan Culver: He's got a terrific reputation as a lover.
- Max Clement: How do people get reputations as lovers? Do women tell their friends?
- Lady Joan Culver: No, not exactly, but it gets about. If you see a lot of women looking particularly radient, somebody's been around.
- Lady Joan Culver: Please forgive him, will you? He's only just in captivity and isn't house-trained.