A WOMAN OF
ACT I.
LADY HUNSTANTON
My dear, I hope there is nothing of the kind. I will certainly speak to the gardener. [Exit MRS. ALLONBY and LORD ILLINGWORTH.]
LADY CAROLINE
Remarkable type, Mrs. Allonby.
LADY HUNSTANTON
She lets her clever tongue run away with her sometimes.
LADY CAROLINE
Is that the only thing, Jane, Mrs. Allonby allows to run away with her?
LADY HUNSTANTON
I hope so, Caroline, I am sure.
[Enter LORD ALFRED.]
Dear Lord Alfred, do join us. [LORD ALFRED sits down beside LADY STUTFIELD.]
LADY CAROLINE
You believe good of every one, Jane. It is a great fault.
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