Duke. Very few, I believe—what I call a cook.
Tom. Are you flying from London, then?
Duke. I'm going to look for one.
Tom. Well done! At Brixton?
Duke. No, further away—she's at Penge.
Tom. Funny place to look for a cook.
Duke. Why?
Tom. You'll know when you get there.
Duke. The person I'm really looking for is her employer. She has a little country retreat outside Penge, made of five workmen's cottages knocked into one.
Tom [disapprovingly]. Five!