LADY WINDERMERE. [_Looking up_.] I always will now. Only once in my life I have forgotten my own mother—that was last night. Oh, if I had remembered her I should not have been so foolish, so wicked. MRS. ERLYNNE. [_With a slight shudder_.] Hush, last night is quite over. [_Enter_ LORD WINDERMERE.] LORD WINDERMERE. Your carriage has not come back yet, Mrs. Erlynne. MRS. ERLYNNE. It makes no matter. I’ll take a hansom. There is nothing in the world so respectable as a good Shrewsbury and Talbot. And now, dear Lady Windermere, I am afraid it is really good-bye. [_Moves up C._] Oh, I remember. You’ll think me absurd, but do you know I’ve taken a great fancy to this fan that I was silly enough to run away with last night from your ball. Now, I wonder would you give it to me? Lord Windermere says you may. I know it is his present. LADY WINDERMERE. Oh, certainly, if it will give you any pleasure. But it has my name on it. It has ‘Margaret’ on it. MRS. ERLYNNE. But we have the same Christian name. LADY WINDERMERE. Oh, I forgot. Of course, do have it. What a wonderful chance our names being the same! MRS. ERLYNNE. Quite wonderful. Thanks—it will always remind me of you. [_Shakes hands with her_.] [_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. MRS. ERLYNNE. [_Laughing_.] Of course I do. You’ll carry it so gracefully. You would carry off anything gracefully, dear Lord Augustus. [_When she reaches the door she looks back for a moment at_ LADY WINDERMERE. _Their eyes meet_. _Then she turns_, _and exit C. followed by_ LORD AUGUSTUS.] LADY WINDERMERE. You will never speak against Mrs. Erlynne again, Arthur, will you? LORD WINDERMERE. [_Gravely_.] She is better than one thought her. LADY WINDERMERE. She is better than I am. LORD WINDERMERE. [_Smiling as he strokes her hair_.] Child, you and she belong to different worlds. Into your world evil has never entered.