Jack Straw.
Have you ever met a waiter who couldn’t discourse fluently in seven languages at least?
Mrs. Parker-Jennings.
Does that mean you can talk the Count’s beastly language?
Jack Straw.
Like a beastly native, madam. But I may suggest to you that there will be no need, since if I address the Count in English it would be the height of discourtesy for him to answer in any other tongue.
Mrs. Parker-Jennings.
Well, of all the cheek I’ve ever come across in my life, you just about take the cake.
Holland.
But look here, I remember seeing the Archduke described as a very handsome man.