Lady Caroline. My dear Miss Worsley, the only part of your little speech, if I may so term it, with which I thoroughly agreed, was the part about my brother. Nothing that you could possibly say could be too bad for him. I regard Henry as infamous, absolutely infamous. But I am bound to state, as you were remarking, Jane, that he is excellent company, and he has one of the best cooks in London, and after a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one’s own relations.
Lady Hunstanton [to Miss Worsley] Now, do come, dear, and make friends with Mrs. Arbuthnot. She is one of the good, sweet, simple people you told us we never admitted into society. I am sorry to say Mrs. Arbuthnot comes very rarely to me. But that is not my fault.
Mrs. Allonby. What a bore it is the men staying so long after dinner! I expect they are saying the most dreadful things about us.
Lady Stutfield. Do you really think so?
Mrs. Allonby. I was sure of it.
Lady Stutfield. How very, very horrid of them! Shall we go onto the terrace?
Mrs. Allonby. Oh, anything to get away from the dowagers and the dowdies. [Rises and goes with Lady Stutfield to door L.C.] We are only going to look at the stars, Lady Hunstanton.
Lady Hunstanton. You will find a great many, dear, a great many. But don’t catch cold. [To Mrs. Arbuthnot.] We shall all miss Gerald so much, dear Mrs. Arbuthnot.
Mrs. Arbuthnot. But has Lord Illingworth really offered to make Gerald his secretary?
Lady Hunstanton. Oh, yes! He has been most charming about it. He has the highest possible opinion of your boy. You don’t know Lord Illingworth, I believe, dear.