She is so affable and
confidential that it is very difficult to keep her at a distance by
any process short of flinging her out of the house._
DORA. [plunging at once into privileged intimacy and into the middle
of the room] How d'ye do, both. I'm a friend of Bobby's. He told
me all about you once, in a moment of confidence. Of course he never
let on who he was at the police court.
GILBEY. Police court!
MRS GILBEY. [looking apprehensively at Juggins] Tch--! Juggins:
a chair.
DORA. Oh, Ive let it out, have I! [Contemplating Juggins
approvingly as he places a chair for her between the table and the
sideboard] But hes the right sort: I can see that. [Buttonholing
him] You wont let on downstairs, old man, will you?
JUGGINS. The family can rely on my absolute discretion. [He
withdraws].
DORA. [sitting down genteelly] I dont know what youll say to me:
you know I really have no right to come here; but then what was I to
do? You know Holy Joe, Bobby's tutor, dont you? But of course you
do.
GILBEY. [with dignity] I know Mr Joseph Grenfell, the brother of
Monsignor Grenfell, if it is of him you are speaking.
DORA. [wide-eyed and much amused] No!!! You dont tell me that old
geezer has a brother a Monsignor! And youre Catholics! And I never
knew it, though Ive known Bobby ever so long! But of course the last
thing you find out about a person is their religion, isnt it?
MRS GILBEY.
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