OLIVIA (with rather more impatience than is necessary): Don't be ridiculous.
HUBERT: I was only joking.
OLIVIA: He's common and insolent, and I dislike him intensely.
MRS. TERENCE comes in from the kitchen.
MRS. TERENCE: What'll you 'ave for tea, scones or crumpets? Can't make both.
OLIVIA: What d'you think of Dan?
MRS. TERENCE: Dan? Oh, 'e's all right. Bit of a mystery.
HUBERT: Oh.
MRS. TERENCE (shutting the kitchen door and coming into the middle of the room): Terrible liar, o' course. But then a lot of us are. Told me he used to 'unt to 'ounds and 'ave 'is own pack. Before 'e went up in the world and went as a page-boy, I suppose.
OLIVIA (to HUBERT): You see? He wouldn't try that on with us, but couldn't resist it with her.