Gerald. [To Lord Illingworth] May I come too?
Lord Illingworth. Do, my dear boy. [Moves towards door with Mrs. Allonby and Gerald.]
[Lady Caroline enters, looks rapidly round and goes off in opposite direction to that taken by Sir John and Lady Stutfield.]
Mrs. Arbuthnot. Gerald!
Gerald. What, mother!
[Exit Lord Illingworth with Mrs. Allonby.]
Mrs. Arbuthnot. It is getting late. Let us go home.
Gerald. My dear mother. Do let us wait a little longer. Lord Illingworth is so delightful, and, by the way, mother, I have a great surprise for you. We are starting for India at the end of this month.
Mrs. Arbuthnot. Let us go home.
Gerald. If you really want to, of course, mother, but I must bid good-bye to Lord Illingworth first. I’ll be back in five minutes. [Exit.]