Two nights before the trial1 began Wilde dined with his wife and Douglas at a restaurant, and then the three of them went on to a box at the St. James’s Theatre, where Earnest was running to packed houses. Constance could scarcely have enjoyed herself. ‘She was very much agitated’, Douglas writes, ‘and when I said good-night to her at the door of the theatre she had tears in her eyes.’ They never met again. Oscar was in an airy mood. Between the acts he paid a visit to George Alexander, who told me what passed between them.