Lady Wanley.
You told us just now that you were only temporarily engaged here.
Jack Straw.
Quite right, madam.
Lady Wanley.
You see those people over there—two women and three men?
Jack Straw.
The elder lady was so amiable as to call me a dirty foreigner.
Lady Wanley.
They’re the worst sort of parvenus. I think they’re the greatest snobs in London. I have a little grudge against them.