Algernon.'>Algernon.
We have.
Jack.
I should extremely like to meet them. What do they talk about?
Algernon.
The fools? Oh! about the clever people, of course.
Jack.
What fools!
Algernon.
By the way, did you tell Gwendolen
the truth about your being
Ernest in town, and Jack in the country?
Jack.
[In a very patronising manner.]
My dear fellow, the truth isn’t quite
the sort of thing one
tells to a nice, sweet, refined girl.
What extraordinary
ideas you have about the way to behave to a woman!
Algernon.
The only way to behave to
a woman is to make love to her, if she
is pretty, and to some one else, if she is plain.
Jack.
Oh, that is nonsense.
Algernon.
What about your brother? What about the profligate Ernest?
Jack.
Oh, before the end of the week I shall have got rid of him. I’ll say he
died in Paris of apoplexy.
Lots of people die of apoplexy, quite suddenly,
don’t they?
Algernon.
Yes, but it’s hereditary, my dear fellow. It’s a sort of thing that
runs in families. You had much better say a severe chill.
Jack.
You are sure a severe chill isn’t hereditary, or anything of that kind?
Algernon.
Of course it isn’t!
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