[Blandly.] One's relations have always such an engaging frankness. Like a bad looking-glass, they always represent you with a crooked nose and a cast in your eye.
Lady Mereston.
[To Mereston.] I have certainly a right to know what you mean by all this and what is going to come of it.
Mereston.
I don't know what will come of it.
Fouldes.
The question that excites our curiosity is this: are you going to ask Lady Frederick to marry you?
Mereston.
I refuse to answer that. It seems to me excessively impertinent.
Fouldes.