Mrs Jennings. Oh, I must laugh! I do beg your pardon, your Grace, but the whole thing is too extraordinarily absurd. You would never guess for whom I took you!
Duke. For whom did you take me?
Mrs Jennings. First for a commercial traveller—
Duke. A commercial traveller!
Mrs Jennings. And then—and then—oh, it is too dreadful!—for a cook!
Duke. A cook! Me!
Mrs Jennings. Yes, you, your Grace! Did you ever hear anything like it; but, after all, you took me for a Princess.
Duke. But who are you, then? You told me you were the Princess Blakowska.
Mrs Jennings. Yes, but I'm not—I told you that to humour you.