Mrs Jennings. Isn't that the line you take in your travelling?
Duke [gallantly]. Sometimes, madam, when I am travelling my attention is forcibly called to these things—when I have such exquisite specimens of the art under my eyes.
Mrs Jennings. There you are again with your pretty speeches—but I must say I think I do look rather nice to-day. I've a particular reason.
Duke [looking at her admiringly]. It must be a very particular reason that would justify such a hat as that.
Mrs Jennings. Yes, the hat I must admit is rather a triumph. You'd hardly believe that it's a last year's hat, would you?
Duke. Last year's! Never!
Mrs Jennings. It is though; it's a hat warmed up again, so to speak.
Duke [politely]. But not hashed!
Mrs Jennings. No, not hashed, I flatter myself. All my friends tell me it looks like a hat from Paris.
Duke. So it does!