KNOX. Yes: if he'd have her with her character gone. But who would? Youre the brother of a duke. Would-- BOBBY. | Whats that? | MARGARET. | Juggins a duke? | 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. MRS GILBEY. | Well I never! | KNOX. | D'ye mean it? | 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. MARGARET. Shut up, Dora: I want to hear. JUGGINS. I will explain; but only Mrs Knox will understand. I once insulted a servant--rashly; for he was a sincere Christian. He rebuked me for trifling with a girl of his own class. I told him to remember what he was, and to whom he was speaking. He said God would remember. I discharged him on the spot. GILBEY. Very properly. KNOX. What right had he to mention such a thing to you? MRS GILBEY. What are servants coming to? MRS KNOX. Did it come true, what he said? JUGGINS. It stuck like a poisoned arrow. It rankled for months. Then I gave in. I apprenticed myself to an old butler of ours who kept a hotel. He taught me my present business, and got me a place as footman with Mr Gilbey. If ever I meet that man again I shall be able to look him in the face. MRS KNOX. Margaret: it's not on account of the duke: dukes are vanities. But take my advice and take him. MARGARET. [slipping her arm through his] I have loved Juggins since the first day I beheld him. I felt instinctively he had been in the Guards. May he walk out with me, Mr Gilbey? KNOX. Dont be vulgar, girl. Remember your new position. [To Juggins] I suppose youre serious about this, Mr--Mr Rudolph? JUGGINS. I propose, with your permission, to begin keeping company this afternoon, if Mrs Gilbey can spare me. GILBEY. [in a gust of envy, to Bobby] Itll be long enough before youll marry the sister of a duke, you young good-for-nothing. DORA. Dont fret, old dear. Rudolph will teach me high-class manners. I call it quite a happy ending: dont you, lieutenant? DUVALLET. In France it would be impossible. But here--ah! [kissing his hand] la belle Angleterre!