Jon (thinking): At least let me pass out before I hit the–
Arthur: Me, I’ve got a failsafe way of keeping women from expecting too much of me. “Dearest, I would love to make an honest woman of you…but I could get killed at any time. I couldn’t bring myself to put you through that!”
Bertie: Those are rather different circs., though, are they not? I mean, I seem to trip into engagements entirely by accident. But as I recall, you actively seek out the sweet embraces of maidens fair.
Arthur: Embraces, yes. Anything else? Bad idea. Honestly, Wooster, can you imagine me trying to be a husband? Raising children? Don’t be absurd.