"Some lady?"
"Oh, yes,—a lady. Half the men about the clubs went to him, I believe."
"Who was she?"
"You won't be ill-natured?"
"I'll endeavour at any rate to keep my temper, Duchess."
"It was Lady Laura."
"I supposed so."
"They say she is frantic about him, my dear."
"I never believe those things. Women do not get frantic about men in these days. They have been very old friends, and have known each other for many years. Her brother, Lord Chiltern, was his particular friend. I do not wonder that she should have seen him."
"Of course you know that she is a widow."