Mrs. Stonehay.
Lord Dangars, may I trespass upon your good nature so far as to beg your escort home? Poor Irene is naturally much distressed.
Lord Dangars.
[Looking from Dunstan to Leslie.] This is perhaps not the time to express regrets——
Mrs. Stonehay.
Regrets! Regrets that the character of an honourable man is cleared from a gross and vindictive slander! It is not from us that regrets should come. I am ready.
Irene.
[Weeping.] Leslie—Leslie! [She takes Leslie’s hand and kisses it. Leslie stands, with staring eyes, immovable.]
Mrs. Stonehay.
Irene, give your arm to Lord Dangars.