Mrs Jennings. So have I! And now I shall know it!
Duke. So shall I!
Mrs Jennings. Listen! "Cut off the tops, scoop out the seeds without breaking the outer skin—put them into a large stew pan—"
Duke [listening intently]. The seeds?
Mrs Jennings [impatiently]. No, no, man! The tomatoes! "Put them in a stew pan with a gill of oil"—that's the secret of frying, mind you. Oil, not butter! Frying oil, the very best oil!
Duke. Oh, an intelligent woman!
Mrs Jennings. "Chop up some button mushrooms, some parsley, some endive, some celery, some olives, some oysters, some minced ham, and some fat bacon; fry all together for five minutes, add the yolks of two eggs and a tablespoonful of the thickest cream; fill some patties with the mixture, bake for ten minutes and serve. This makes a delicious dish." I'm sure it must be! A dish fit for a Duke!
Duke. For a Duke—it must, indeed!
Mrs Jennings. And to think I should have taken up the paper accidentally and come upon it all at once!
Duke [with feeling]. Yes, indeed! It was a rare piece of good fortune. I am glad to see, madam, that you are interested in cookery.