Algernon. [Languidly
. ] I don’t know that I am much interested in your
family life, Lane.
Lane. No, sir; it is not a very interesting subject. I never think of it myself.
Algernon. Very natural, I am sure. That will do, Lane, thank you.
Lane. Thank you, sir. [
Lane goes out.]
Algernon. Lane’s views on marriage seem somewhat lax. Really, if the
lower orders don’t set us a good example, what on earth is the use of
them? They seem, as a class, to have absolutely no sense of moral
responsibility.
[Enter
Lane .]
Lane. Mr. Ernest Worthing.
[Enter
Jack .]
[
Lane goes out
. ]
Algernon. How are you, my dear Ernest? What brings you up to town?
Algernon._What_on_earth_do_you_do_there_Jack.'>Jack. Oh, pleasure, pleasure! What else should bring one anywhere? Eating
as usual, I see, Algy!
Algernon. [Stiffly
. ] I believe it is customary in good society to take some
slight refreshment at five o’clock. Where have you been since last Thursday?
Jack. [Sitting down on the sofa.] In the country.
Algernon. What on earth do you do there?
Jack. [Pulling off his gloves
. ] When one is in town one amuses
oneself. When one is in the country one amuses other people. It is
excessively boring.
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Algernon. And who are the people you amuse?
Jack. [Airily
. ] Oh, neighbours, neighbours.
Algernon. Got nice neighbours in your part of Shropshire?
Jack. Perfectly horrid! Never speak to one of them.