Duke. Indeed! Dinners, balls, parties, I suppose, every night?
Mrs Jennings. Every night, yes!
Duke. And which do you consider the most tiring form of entertainment?
Mrs Jennings. Oh, dinners, certainly—especially those very long ones.
Duke. Ah, I see that like the rest of your sex, you don't seem to care much about the noble art of dining.
Mrs Jennings. I assure you, you are very much mistaken. I flatter myself that if anyone in Europe understands that art, I do.
Duke. Oh, then, how much we have in common!
Mrs Jennings [scornfully]. You and me?
Duke. Yes, don't you feel it yourself?
Mrs Jennings. No, I can't say that I do. I don't like having much in common with people I meet in the train.