French maid produces a really marvellous result in a very brief
space of time. I remember recommending one to young Lady Lancing,
and after three months her own husband did not know her.
JACK. And after six months nobody knew her.
LADY BRACKNELL. [Glares at JACK for a few moments. Then bends,
with a practised smile, to CECILY.] Kindly turn round, sweet
child. [CECILY turns completely round.] No, the side view is what
I want. [CECILY presents her
profile.] Yes, quite as I expected.
There are
distinct social possibilities in your
profile. The two
weak points in our age are its want of principle and its want of
profile. The chin a little higher, dear. Style largely depends on
the way the chin is worn. They are worn very high, just at
present. Algernon!
ALGERNON. Yes, Aunt Augusta!
LADY BRACKNELL. There are
distinct social possibilities in Miss
Cardew's
profile.
ALGERNON. Cecily is the sweetest, dearest, prettiest girl in the
whole world. And I don't care twopence about social possibilities.
LADY BRACKNELL. Never speak disrespectfully of Society, Algernon.
Only people who can't get into it do that. [To CECILY.] Dear
child, of course you know that Algernon has nothing but his debts
to depend upon. But I do not
approve of
mercenary marriages. When
I married Lord Bracknell I had no fortune of any kind. But I never
dreamed for a moment of allowing that to stand in my way. Well, I
suppose I must give my consent.
ALGERNON. Thank you, Aunt Augusta.
LADY BRACKNELL. Cecily, you may kiss me!
CECILY. [Kisses her.] Thank you, Lady Bracknell.
LADY BRACKNELL. You may also address me as Aunt Augusta for the
future.
CECILY. Thank you, Aunt Augusta.
LADY BRACKNELL. The marriage, I think, had better take place quite
soon.
ALGERNON. Thank you, Aunt Augusta.
CECILY. Thank you, Aunt Augusta.
LADY BRACKNELL. To speak
frankly, I am not in favour of long
engagements. They give people the opportunity of
finding out each
other's
character before marriage, which I think is never
advisable.
JACK. I beg your
pardon for interrupting you, Lady Bracknell, but
this
engagement is quite out of the question. I am Miss Cardew's
guardian, and she cannot marry without my consent until she comes
of age. That consent I
absolutely decline to give.
LADY BRACKNELL. Upon what grounds may I ask? Algernon is an
extremely, I may almost say an ostentatiously, eligible young man.
He has nothing, but he looks everything. What more can one desire?
JACK. It pains me very much to have to speak
frankly to you, Lady
Bracknell, about your
nephew, but the fact is that I do not
approveat all of his moral
character. I
suspect him of being untruthful.
[ALGERNON and CECILY look at him in
indignant amazement.]
LADY BRACKNELL. Untruthful! My
nephew Algernon? Impossible! He
is an Oxonian.
JACK. I fear there can be no possible doubt about the matter.
This afternoon during my
temporaryabsence in London on an
important question of
romance, he obtained
admission to my house by
means of the false
pretence of being my brother. Under an assumed
name he drank, I've just been informed by my
butler, an entire pint
bottle of my Perrier-Jouet, Brut, '89; wine I was specially
reserving for myself. Continuing his
disgracefuldeception, he
succeeded in the course of the afternoon in alienating the
affections of my only ward. He
subsequently stayed to tea, and
devoured every single
muffin. And what makes his conduct all the
more heartless is, that he was
perfectly well aware from the first
that I have no brother, that I never had a brother, and that I
don't intend to have a brother, not even of any kind. I
distinctly
told him so myself
yesterday afternoon.
LADY BRACKNELL. Ahem! Mr. Worthing, after careful
consideration I
have
decided entirely to
overlook my
nephew's conduct to you.
JACK. That is very
generous of you, Lady Bracknell. My own
decision, however, is unalterable. I decline to give my consent.
LADY BRACKNELL. [To CECILY.] Come here, sweet child. [CECILY
goes over.] How old are you, dear?
CECILY. Well, I am really only eighteen, but I always admit to
twenty when I go to evening parties.
LADY BRACKNELL. You are
perfectly right in making some slight