Mabel Chiltern An ideal husband! Oh, I don’t think I should like that. It sounds like something in the next world.

Lord Caversham What do you want him to be then, dear?

Mabel Chiltern He can be what he chooses. All I want is to be.. to be… oh! a real wife to him.

Lord Caversham Upon my word, there is a good deal of common sense in that, Lady Chiltern.

They all go out except Sir Robert Chiltern. He sinks into a chair, wrapt in thought. After a little time Lady Chiltern returns to look for him

Lady Chiltern (leaning over the back of the chair) Aren’t you coming in, Robert?

Sir Robert Chiltern (taking her hand) Gertrude, is it love you feel for me, or is it pity merely?

Lady Chiltern (kisses him) It is love, Robert. Love, and only love. For both of us a new life is beginning.

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