It is surely expedient you should know that the woman you have some idea of marrying escaped the divorce court only by the skin of her teeth. MERESTON. I don't believe that, mother. FOULDES. Remember that you're talking to your respected parent, my boy. MERESTON. I'm sorry that my mother should utter base and contemptible libels on--my greatest friend. LADY MERESTON. You may be quite sure that I say nothing which I can't prove. MERESTON. I won't listen to anything against Lady Frederick. LADY MERESTON. But you must. MERESTON. Are you quite indifferent to the great pain you cause me? LADY MERESTON. I can't allow you to marry a woman who's hopelessly immoral. MERESTON. Mother, how dare you say that? FOULDES. This isn't the sort of thing I much like, but hadn't you better hear the worst at once? MERESTON. Very well. But if my mother insists on saying things, she must say them in Lady Frederick's presence. LADY MERESTON. That I'm quite willing to do. MERESTON. Good. [_He rings the bell. A servant enters._ FOULDES. You'd better take care, Maudie. Lady Frederick's a dangerous woman to play the fool with. MERESTON. [_To the servant._] Go to Lady Frederick Berolles and say Lord Mereston is extremely sorry to trouble her ladyship, but would be very much obliged if she'd come to the drawing-room for two minutes. SERVANT. Very well, my lord. [_Exit._ FOULDES. What are you going to do, Maud? LADY MERESTON. I knew there was a letter in existence in Lady Frederick's handwriting which proved all I've said about her. I've moved heaven and earth to get hold of it, and it came this morning. FOULDES. Don't be such a fool. You're not going to use that? LADY MERESTON. I am indeed. FOULDES. Your blood be upon your own head. Unless I'm vastly mistaken you'll suffer the greatest humiliation that you can imagine. LADY MERESTON. That's absurd. I have nothing to fear. LADY FREDERICK. _comes in._ MERESTON. I'm so sorry to disturb you. I hope you don't mind? LADY FREDERICK. Not at all. I knew you wouldn't have sent for me in that fashion without good cause. MERESTON. I'm afraid you'll think me dreadfully impertinent. LADY MERESTON. Really you need not apologise so much, Charlie. MERESTON. My mother has something to say against you, and I think it right that she should say it in your presence. LADY FREDERICK. That's very nice of you, Charlie--though I confess I prefer people to say horrid things of me only behind my back. Especially if they're true. FOULDES. Look here, I think all this is rather nonsense. We've most of us got something in our past history that we don't want raked up, and we'd all better let bygones be bygones. LADY FREDERICK. I'm waiting, Lady Mereston. LADY MERESTON.