Duke [surprised]. No, madam; I generally travel in tweed unless I am in London, when I wear a black coat, and generally a black face and hands as well, especially in the train.
Mrs Jennings. It is true that the smuts are very disagreeable. I really have a hard struggle sometimes to be fit to be seen. [Looking complacently at her clothes].
Duke. I must congratulate you, madam, on your success in the struggle.
Mrs Jennings. In my position it is so very essential that I should be well dressed.
Duke [amused]. In your position?
Mrs Jennings [firmly]. Yes, in my position. Now I'm not going to tell you what it is, so you needn't think it.
Duke. My dear madam, I never dreamt of being so indiscreet. I only meant that it is evident that you must shine in society.
Mrs Jennings. Oh, I shine all right, no doubt about that.
Duke [gallantly]. I can well imagine it. Have you been out much in London this season?
Mrs Jennings. Oh, I've hardly had a moment to myself the whole of the summer.