MRS GILBEY. | Well I never!
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KNOX. | D'ye mean it?
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MRS KNOX. | Marry Margaret!
JUGGINS. [continuing] As an idle younger son, unable to support myself, or even to remain in the Guards in competition with the grandsons of American millionaires, I could not have aspired to Miss Knox's hand. But as a sober, honest, and industrious domestic servant, who has, I trust, given satisfaction to his employer [he bows to Mr Gilbey] I feel I am a man with a character. It is for Miss Knox to decide.
MARGARET. I got into a frightful row once for admiring you, Rudolph.
JUGGINS. I should have got into an equally frightful row myself, Miss, had I betrayed my admiration for you. I looked forward to those weekly dinners.
MRS KNOX. But why did a gentleman like you stoop to be a footman?
DORA. He stooped to conquer.
MARGARET. Shut up, Dora: I want to hear.
JUGGINS. I will explain; but only Mrs Knox will understand. I once insulted a servant—rashly; for he was a sincere Christian. He rebuked me for trifling with a girl of his own class. I told him to remember what he was, and to whom he was speaking. He said God would remember. I discharged him on the spot.
GILBEY. Very properly.
KNOX. What right had he to mention such a thing to you?