Duke [dignified]. Cheap, madam?
[Voice outside: Herne Hill!].
Ticket Collector [opens door]. Tickets, please.
Mrs Jennings. Oh, I'm in the wrong class!
Ticket Collector. You must pay the difference, please, m'm.
Mrs Jennings. Why?
Ticket Collector. Because it's the Company's rules. Come, be quick, please, m'm. A third-class passenger has no business in a second-class carriage.
Mrs Jennings [indignantly]. Third-class! Now do I look like a third-class passenger?
Ticket Collector. Dear me, yes! Thirds is often smarter than firsts nowadays.
Mrs Jennings. Well, I've got a first-class ticket. Now, perhaps you will tell me what the difference is and pay me.