A WOMAN OF
ACT III.
LORD ILLINGWORTH
Then it is in love with you. [Exeunt SIR JOHN, LADY STUTFIELD, MR. KELVIL, and LORD ALFRED.]
GERALD [to LORD ILLINGWORTH]
May I come too?
LORD ILLINGWORTH
Do, my dear boy. [Moves towards door with MRS. ALLONBY and GERALD.]
[LADY CAROLINE enters, looks rapidly round and goes out in opposite direction to that taken by SIR JOHN and LADY STUTFIELD.]
MRS. ARBUTHNOT
Gerald!
GERALD
What, mother! [Exit LORD ILLINGWORTH with MRS. ALLONBY.]
MRS. ARBUTHNOT
It is getting late. Let us go home.
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