Mrs Jennings. Always. You know your own business best, of course, but there's a word to the wise for you, if you choose to take it. After all, these things are always a gamble, one never knows how they will turn out.
Duke [bewildered]. A gamble?
Mrs Jennings. I'm embarked on the same sort of adventure myself—I'm going for the Duke of Peckham Rye.
Duke [bounding from his seat]. What, madam?
Mrs Jennings. I daresay it won't be an altogether easy job. They say he's a queer customer sometimes.
Duke. Queer customer!
Mrs Jennings. Yes, very.
Duke. I wonder what else they say about him!
Mrs Jennings. Oh, they say he's rather a fogey, of course.
Duke. A fogey!