Duke. For—for—seeing you so suddenly.
Mrs Jennings. Well, I could hardly come in gradually, could I?
Duke. No, madam, no—certainly not.
[Mrs Jennings pants].
Duke [sympathetically]. You seem a little out of breath!
Mrs Jennings [sharply]. Yes, I'm quite out of it for the moment. I hope to have another supply in shortly, if you would only let me be quiet.
Duke. Certainly, certainly, madam. In fact I shall not be sorry to gasp a little more myself, too.
[They both lean back].
Mrs Jennings [after a pause, fanning herself]. And the fellow putting me into a second-class carriage, too. I knew what would happen if I came second-class.
Duke [sympathetically]. That you would pant?