I believe so, sir. I cant say from personal knowledge. It
was before my time.
GILBEY. Well, but look here you know--[he hesitates].
JUGGINS. Yes, sir?
KNOX. I know whatll clinch it, Gilbey. You leave it to me. [To
Juggins] Was your mother the duchess?
JUGGINS. Yes, sir. Quite correct, sir, I assure you. [To Mrs
Gilbey] That is the milk, madam. [She has mistaken the jugs].
This is the water.
_They stare at him in pitiable embarrassment._
MRS KNOX. What did I tell you? Heres something out of the common
happening with a servant; and we none of us know how to behave.
JUGGINS. It's quite simple, madam. I'm a footman, and should be
treated as a footman. [He proceeds calmly with his duties, handing
round cups of tea as Mrs Knox fills them].
_Shrieks of laughter from below stairs reach the ears of the company._
MRS GILBEY. Whats that noise? Is Master Bobby at home? I heard his
laugh.
MRS KNOX. I'm sure I heard Margaret's.
GILBEY. Not a bit of it. It was that woman.
JUGGINS. I can explain, sir. I must ask you to excuse the liberty;
but I'm entertaining a small party to tea in my pantry.
MRS GILBEY. But youre not entertaining Master Bobby?
JUGGINS. Yes, madam.
GILBEY. Who's with him?
JUGGINS. Miss Knox, sir.
GILBEY. Miss Knox! Are you sure? Is there anyone else?
JUGGINS. Only a French marine officer, sir, and--er--Miss Delaney.
[He places Gilbey's tea on the table before him].
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