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!_
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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.
MRS GILBEY. | Well I never!
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KNOX. | D'ye mean it?
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MRS KNOX. | Marry Margaret!
JUGGINS. [continuing] As an idle younger son, unable to support
myself, or even to remain in the Guards in competition with the
grandsons of American millionaires, I could not have aspired to Miss
Knox's hand. But as a sober, honest, and industrious domestic
servant, who has, I trust, given satisfaction to his employer [he
bows to Mr Gilbey] I feel I am a man with a character. It is for
Miss Knox to decide.
MARGARET. I got into a frightful row once for admiring you, Rudolph.
JUGGINS. I should have got into an equally frightful row myself,
Miss, had I betrayed my admiration for you. I looked forward to those
weekly dinners.
MRS KNOX. But why did a gentleman like you stoop to be a footman?
DORA. He stooped to conquer.
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