Mrs Jennings. No, thank you! I would rather do it myself!
[Goes to window, Duke standing too].
Duke. Do let me!
Mrs Jennings. No, no, I tell you. [Puts her hand out, gropes wildly about]. Nothing! [Tries to shut window].
Duke. Now, really, you must let me do that for you.
Mrs Jennings [returning quickly to her seat, aside]. They're so fearfully strong at times!
Duke [struggling]. This is certainly a stiff window.
Mrs Jennings. Oh, where can that cord be? [Sees a printed notice—reads it]. No, the story of a man who was fined forty shillings for travelling in the wrong class. I shall have to pay £2 for travelling with a madman!
Duke. At last!
[Comes back and sits beside Mrs Jennings. She jumps into Duke's seat opposite].