MARIA : To think that we’ve been invited by a real lady!
JOHN : She may be Lady Stoke-Newington but that doesn’t mean she’s a real lady! Far from it.
MARIA : Oh, don’t be silly. It’s a great honor. She’s very well known. You know she opened the Conservative Fête last Sunday, down in the village.
JOHN : So what?
MARIA : How d’you mean ‘so what’? I’ve heard that her family came over with the Conqueror.
JOHN : They must be pretty old by now.
MARIA : Well if you feel like that about it you needn’t go. I certainly shall. One of the pleasures of living in England is meeting interesting people.
JOHN : Just because she’s got a handle to her double-barrelled name it doesn’t mean she’s interested- ing.
MARIA : Well, I like moving in the best circles. I think breeding counts.
JOHN : Well, certainly without it, none of us would be here.
MARIA : I only hope that when we do go over to Lady Stoke-Newington’s, you won’t let me down
JOHN : You mean you’re afraid I’ll go in my gardening clothes and hiccup the whole time?
MARIA : I’ll have to get a new dress.
JOHN : And new shoes? and white gloves! I can see that moving in society is going to cost us a fortune.
MARIA : Well, why not? Just think we’ll meet a lot of their friends and go to smart parties and we can do some entertaining here as well – invite them back.
JOHN : Oh! lovely, with me in the evening dress the whole time or in tails like a waiter.
MARIA : Really Harry, you’re such a bore. I know you were born in a humble home but things are different now.
JOHN : As if your family were such great shakes.
MARIA : Well they were, shall we say, a little more refined than yours. I’ve always wanted to meet the British aristocracy.
JOHN : Why?
MARIA : Well because they’re the only aristocracy that’s still worth anything.
JOHN : Only because they never had their heads cut off.