Fruits of Culture w/ Direct link technology (A Classic Drama Play)

"GREGORY (looks at himself in the glass and arranges his hair, etc.). I
am sorry about those moustaches of mine! ""Moustaches are not becoming
to a footman,"" she says! And why? Why, so that any one might see
you're a footman,--else my looks might put her darling son to shame.
He's a likely one! There's not much fear of his coming anywhere near
me, moustaches or no moustaches! (Smiling into the glass.) And what a
lot of 'em swarm round me. And yet I don't care for any of them as
much as for that Tánya. And she only a lady's-maid! Ah well, she's
nicer than any young lady. (Smiles.) She's a duck! (Listening.) Ah,
here she comes. (Smiles.) Yes, that's her, clattering with her little
heels. Oh!"