GILBEY. Well, this is a nice state of things!
KNOX. Whats the meaning of it? What do they do it for?
JUGGINS. To enjoy themselves, sir, I should think.
MRS GILBEY. Enjoy themselves! Did ever anybody hear of such a thing?
GILBEY. Knox's daughter shewn into my pantry!
KNOX. Margaret mixing with a Frenchman and a footman— [Suddenly realizing that the footman is offering him cake.] She doesnt know about—about His Grace, you know.
MRS GILBEY. Perhaps she does. Does she, Mr Juggins?
JUGGINS. The other lady suspects me, madam. They call me Rudolph, or the Long Lost Heir.
MRS GILBEY. It's a much nicer name than Juggins. I think I'll call you by it, if you dont mind.
JUGGINS. Not at all, madam.