Cecily. Do you suggest, Miss Fairfax, that I entrapped Ernest into
an engagement? How dare you? This is no time for wearing the
shallow mask of manners. When I see a spade I call it a spade.

Gwendolen. [Satirically.] I am glad to say that I have never seen
a spade. It is obvious that our social spheres have been widely
different.

[Enter Merriman, followed by the footman. He carries a salver,
table cloth, and plate stand. Cecily is about to retort. The
presence of the servants exercises a restraining influence, under
which both girls chafe.]

Merriman. Shall I lay tea here as usual, Miss?

Cecily. [Sternly, in a calm voice.] Yes, as usual. [Merriman
begins to clear table and lay cloth. A long pause. Cecily and
Gwendolen glare at each other.]

Gwendolen. Are there many interesting walks in the vicinity, Miss
Cardew?

Cecily. Oh! yes! a great many. From the top of one of the hills
quite close one can see five counties.

Gwendolen. Five counties! I don't think I should like that; I hate
crowds.

Cecily. [Sweetly.] I suppose that is why you live in town?
[Gwendolen bites her lip, and beats her foot nervously with her