lord caversham. Lady Caversham is as usual, as usual.
lord goring. Good morning, Miss Mabel!
mabel chiltern. [Taking no notice at all of lord goring, and addressing herself exclusively to lord caversham.] And Lady Caversham’s bonnets . . . are they at all better?
lord caversham. They have had a serious relapse, I am sorry to say.
lord goring. Good morning, Miss Mabel!
mabel chiltern. [To lord caversham.] I hope an operation will not be necessary.
lord caversham. [Smiling at her pertness.] If it is, we shall have to give Lady Caversham a narcotic. Otherwise she would never consent to have a feather touched.
lord goring. [With increased emphasis.] Good morning, Miss Mabel!
mabel chiltern. [Turning round with feigned surprise.] Oh, are you here? Of course you understand that after your breaking your appointment I am never going to speak to you again.
lord goring. Oh, please don’t say such a thing. You are the one person in London I really like to have to listen to me.