DENNIS. That's better. Now our courtship begins. (Bowing low) Madam, will you do me the great honour of dining with me this evening?
KATE (curtseying). I shall be charmed.
DENNIS. Then let us hasten. The carriage waits.
KATE (holding up the two hats). Which of these two chapeaux do you prefer, Mr. Camberley?
DENNIS. Might I express a preference for the black one with the pink roses?
KATE. It is very elegant, is it not? (She puts it on.)
DENNIS. Vastly becoming, upon my life. . . . I might mention that I am staying at the club. Is your ladyship doing anything to-morrow?
KATE. Nothing of any great importance.
(He offers his arm and she takes it.)
DENNIS (as they go to the door). Then perhaps I may be permitted to call round to-morrow morning about eleven, and make inquiries as to your ladyship's health.