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Plays: Lady Frederick, The Explorer, A Man of Honour

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2017
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[Tightening his lips.] He's rather a low blackguard, isn't he?

Mabel

Heavens, what's the matter with him, poor man? He's Hilda's latest celebrity. He pretends to adore her.

Basil

Don't you remember the Grange case that he was mixed up in?

Mabel

[In tones of surprise.] But, my dear Mr. Kent, that was two years ago.

Hilda

Mr. Kent, I want to introduce you to Mr. Brackley.

Basil

[Going up.] How d'you do.

    [John comes down to his wife.

Mabel

Wretched creature!

John

I say, Mabel, is Basil often here?

Mabel

I don't know. I met him here last week.

John

Why the Dickens does he come? He's got no business to.

Mabel

You brought him yourself to-day.

John

I didn't. He insisted on coming – when I said I had to fetch you.

Mabel

Perhaps he came to see me.

John

Fiddledidee! I think you ought to speak to Hilda about it.

Mabel

My dear John, are you mad? She'd jump down my throat.

John

Why does she let him hang about her? She must know she's turning his silly head.

Mabel

I daresay she wants to prove to him that he showed very bad taste a year ago. It is rather annoying when you're attached to a young man that he should go and marry somebody else.

John

Well, I don't think she's playing the game, and I shall tell her so.

Mabel

She'll snub you awfully.

John

I don't care… Look here, you make a diversion so that I can get hold of her.

Mabel

How?

John

[Dryly.] I don't know. Exercise your invention.

Mabel

[Going towards the others.] Hilda, John is clamouring for some tea.

Hilda

[Coming down.] Why on earth can't he help himself?

John

My native modesty prevents.

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