Lord Illingworth. Why do you threaten me?
Mrs. Allonby. I will tell you when you have kissed the Puritan.
[Enter Footman.]
Francis. Tea is served in the Yellow Drawing-room, my lord.
Lord Illingworth. Tell her ladyship we are coming in.
Francis. Yes, my lord.
[Exit.]
Lord Illingworth. Shall we go in to tea?
Mrs. Allonby. Do you like such simple pleasures?
Lord Illingworth. I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex. But, if you wish, let us stay here. Yes, let us stay here. The Book of Life begins with a man and a woman in a garden.