Lord Darlington. [Upstage with Lord Windermere.] I am afraid I shall be away for many years. Good-night!
Cecil Graham. Arthur!
Lord Windermere. What?
Cecil Graham. I want to speak to you for a moment. No, do come!
Lord Windermere. [Putting on his coat.] I can’t—I’m off!
Cecil Graham. It is something very particular. It will interest you enormously.
Lord Windermere. [Smiling.] It is some of your nonsense, Cecil.
Cecil Graham. It isn’t! It isn’t really.
Lord Augustus. [Going to him.] My dear fellow, you mustn’t go yet. I have a lot to talk to you about. And Cecil has something to show you.
Lord Windermere. [Walking over.] Well, what is it?