sir robert chiltern. Arthur, I am parched with thirst. May I ring for something? Some hock and seltzer?
lord goring. Certainly. Let me. [Rings the bell.]
sir robert chiltern. Thanks! I don’t know what to do, Arthur, I don’t know what to do, and you are my only friend. But what a friend you are—the one friend I can trust. I can trust you absolutely, can’t I?
[Enter phipps.]
lord goring. My dear Robert, of course. Oh! [To phipps.] Bring some hock and seltzer.
phipps. Yes, my lord.
lord goring. And Phipps!
phipps. Yes, my lord.
lord goring. Will you excuse me for a moment, Robert? I want to give some directions to my servant.
sir robert chiltern. Certainly.