[after Charles announces his intent to propose to Jean]

Well, it was the last thing that entered my mind. Bless my soul. Let's have a drink on that...I'm all emotional. To say that I am thunderstruck is an understatement. She'll probably turn you down, but anyway...

I intend to make her as happy as I can.

She asks very little.

I suppose you know I'm very rich.

Aren't we all?

I'm sorry in a way because it would be so pleasant to buy lovely non-sensities for somebody who never had them.

Wouldn't it? That's the tragedy of the rich. They don't need anything.