ACT - 1

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SCENE: Morning-room of Lord Windermere's house in Carlton House Terrace, London. The action of the play takes place within twenty-four hours, beginning on a Tuesday afternoon at five o'clock, and ending the next day at 1.30 p.m. TIME: The present. Doors C. and R. Bureau with books and papers R. Sofa with small tea-table L. Window opening on to terrace L. Table R. LADY WINDERMERE is at table R., arranging roses in a blue bowl.

Enter PARKER.

PARKER:

Is your ladyship at home this afternoon?

LADY WINDERMERE:

Yes—who has called?

PARKER:

Lord Darlington, my lady.

LADY WINDERMERE:

[(Hesitates for a moment.)] Show him up—and I'm at home to any one who calls.

PARKER:

Yes, my lady.

Exit C.

LADY WINDERMERE:

It's best for me to see him before to-night. I'm glad he's come.

Enter PARKER C.

PARKER:

Lord Darlington.

Enter LORD DARLINGTON C.

Exit PARKER.

LORD DARLINGTON:

How do you do, Lady Windermere?

LADY WINDERMERE:

How do you do, Lord Darlington? No, I can't shake hands with you. My hands are all wet with these roses. Aren't they lovely? They came up from Selby this morning.

LORD DARLINGTON:

They are quite perfect. [(Sees a fan lying on the table.)] And what a wonderful fan! May I look at it?

LADY WINDERMERE:

Do. Pretty, isn't it! It's got my name on it, and everything. I have only just seen it myself. It's my husband's birthday present to me. You know to-day is my birthday?

LORD DARLINGTON:

No? Is it really?

LADY WINDERMERE:

Yes, I'm of age to-day. Quite an important day in my life, isn't it? That is why I am giving this party tonight. Do sit down. [(Still arranging flowers.)]

LORD DARLINGTON:

[(Sitting down.)] I wish I had known it was your birthday, Lady Windermere. I would have covered the whole street in front of your house with flowers for you to walk on. They are made for you. [(A short pause.)]

LADY WINDERMERE:

Lord Darlington, you annoyed me last night at the Foreign Office. I am afraid you are going to annoy me again.

LORD DARLINGTON:

I, Lady Windermere?

Enter PARKER and FOOTMAN C., with tray and tea things.

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