Chapter 4 - Page 2

speech last night on this Argentine Canal scheme was one of the finest pieces of oratory ever delivered in the House since Canning.

LORD GORING
Ah! Never heard of Canning. Never wanted to. And did . . . did Chiltern uphold the scheme?

LORD CAVERSHAM
Uphold it, sir? How little you know him! Why, he denounced it roundly, and the whole system of modern political finance. This speech is the turning-point in his career, as THE TIMES points out. You should read this article, sir. [Opens THE TIMES.] 'Sir Robert Chiltern . . . most rising of our young statesmen . . . Brilliant orator . . . Unblemished career . . . Well- known integrity of character . . . Represents what is best in English public life . . . Noble contrast to the lax morality so common among foreign politicians.' They will never say that of you, sir.

LORD GORING
I sincerely hope not, father. However, I am delighted at what you tell me about Robert, thoroughly delighted. It shows he has got pluck.

LORD CAVERSHAM
He has got more than pluck, sir, he has got genius.

LORD GORING
Ah! I prefer pluck. It is not so common, nowadays, as genius is.

LORD CAVERSHAM
I wish you would go into Parliament.

LORD GORING
My dear father, only people who look dull ever get into the House of Commons, and only people who are dull ever succeed there.

LORD CAVERSHAM
Why don't you try to do something useful in life?

LORD GORING
I am far too young.

LORD CAVERSHAM
[Testily.] I hate this affectation of youth, sir. It is a great deal too prevalent nowadays.

LORD GORING
Youth isn't an affectation. Youth is an art.

LORD CAVERSHAM
Why don't you propose to that pretty Miss Chiltern?

LORD GORING
I am of a very nervous disposition, especially in the morning.

LORD CAVERSHAM
I don't suppose there is the smallest chance of her accepting you.

LORD GORING
I don't know how the betting stands to-day.

LORD CAVERSHAM
If she did accept you she would be the prettiest fool in England.

LORD GORING
That is just what I should like to marry. A thoroughly sensible wife would reduce me to a condition of absolute idiocy in less than six months.

LORD CAVERSHAM
You don't deserve her, sir.

LORD GORING
My dear father, if we men married the women we deserved, we should have a very bad time of it.

[Enter MABEL CHILTERN.]

MABEL CHILTERN
Oh! . . . How do you do, Lord Caversham? I hope Lady Caversham is quite well?

LORD CAVERSHAM
Lady Caversham is as usual, as usual.

LORD GORING
Good morning, Miss Mabel!

MABEL CHILTERN
[Taking no notice at all of LORD GORING, and addressing herself exclusively to LORD CAVERSHAM.] And Lady Caversham's bonnets . . . are they at