[Enter Parker.]
Parker. Lord Augustus Lorton. Mrs. Erlynne’s carriage has come.
[Enter Lord Augustus.]
Lord Augustus. Good morning, dear boy. Good morning, Lady Windermere. [Sees Mrs. Erlynne.] Mrs. Erlynne!
Mrs. Erlynne. How do you do, Lord Augustus? Are you quite well this morning?
Lord Augustus. [Coldly.] Quite well, thank you, Mrs. Erlynne.
Mrs. Erlynne. You don’t look at all well, Lord Augustus. You stop up too late—it is so bad for you. You really should take more care of yourself. Good-bye, Lord Windermere. [Goes towards door with a bow to Lord Augustus. Suddenly smiles and looks back at him.] Lord Augustus! Won’t you see me to my carriage? You might carry the fan.
Lord Windermere. Allow me!
Mrs. Erlynne. No; I want Lord Augustus. I have a special message for the dear Duchess. Won’t you carry the fan, Lord Augustus?
Lord Augustus. If you really desire it, Mrs. Erlynne.