[She takes the card and reads it]. Well, I never!
GILBEY. Whats up now?
MRS GILBEY. [reading] "Miss D. Delaney. Darling Dora." Just like
that--in brackets. What sort of person, Juggins?
GILBEY. Whats her address?
MRS GILBEY. The West Circular Road. Is that a respectable address,
Juggins?
JUGGINS. A great many most respectable people live in the West
Circular Road, madam; but the address is not a guarantee of
respectability.
GILBEY. So it's come to that with him, has it?
MRS GILBEY. Dont jump to conclusions, Rob. How do you know? [To
Juggins] Is she a lady, Juggins? You know what I mean.
JUGGINS. In the sense in which you are using the word, no, madam.
MRS GILBEY. I'd better try what I can get out of her. [To Juggins]
Shew her up. You dont mind, do you, Rob?
GILBEY. So long as you dont flounce out and leave me alone with her.
[He rises and plants himself on the hearth-rug].
_Juggins goes out._
MRS GILBEY. I wonder what she wants, Rob?
GILBEY. If she wants money, she shant have it. Not a farthing. A
nice thing, everybody seeing her on our doorstep! If it wasnt that
she may tell us something about the lad, I'd have Juggins put the
hussy into the street.
JUGGINS. [returning and announcing] Miss Delaney. [He waits for
express orders before placing a chair for this visitor].
_Miss Delaney comes in. She is a young lady of hilarious disposition,
very tolerable good looks, and killing clothes.
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