MRS GILBEY. Dont dare to speak disrespectfully to Mr Rudolph, Bobby. For shame!
JUGGINS. [coming forward to the middle of the table] It is not gentlemanly to regard the service of your country as disgraceful. It is gentlemanly to marry the lady you make love to.
GILBEY. [aghast] My boy is to marry this woman and be a social outcast!
JUGGINS. Your boy and Miss Delaney will be inexorably condemned by respectable society to spend the rest of their days in precisely the sort of company they seem to like best and be most at home in.
KNOX. And my daughter? Whos to marry my daughter?
JUGGINS. Your daughter, sir, will probably marry whoever she makes up her mind to marry. She is a lady of very determined character.
KNOX. Yes: if he'd have her with her character gone. But who would? Youre the brother of a duke. Would—
BOBBY. | Whats that?
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MARGARET. | Juggins a duke?
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DUVALLET. | Comment! |
DORA. | What did I tell you?
KNOX. Yes: the brother of a duke: thats what he is. [To Juggins] Well, would you marry her?
JUGGINS. I was about to propose that solution of your problem, Mr Knox.