[Dunstan Renshaw enters as Ephgraves retires. He is a handsome young man with a buoyant self-possessed manner, looking not more than thirty, but with the signs of a dissolute life in his face; his clothes are fashionable and suggest the bridegroom.]
Dunstan Renshaw.
Congratulate you! So the law has turned you into a jolly old bachelor?
Lord Dangars.
Yes, my boy—on condition that my solicitor offers a young fresh victim to Hymen in the course of this morning.
Dunstan Renshaw.
Hallo! You know all about it, do you?
Lord Dangars.
Mr. Murray broke the news as gently as possible.
Dunstan Renshaw.