Miss Prism. After we had all been resigned to his loss, his sudden
return seems to me peculiarly distressing.

Jack. My brother is in the dining-room? I don't know what it all
means. I think it is perfectly absurd.

[Enter Algernon and Cecily hand in hand. They come slowly up to
Jack.]

Jack. Good heavens! [Motions Algernon away.]

Algernon. Brother John, I have come down from town to tell you that
I am very sorry for all the trouble I have given you, and that I
intend to lead a better life in the future. [Jack glares at him and
does not take his hand.]

Cecily. Uncle Jack, you are not going to refuse your own brother's
hand?

Jack. Nothing will induce me to take his hand. I think his coming
down here disgraceful. He knows perfectly well why.

Cecily. Uncle Jack, do be nice. There is some good in every one.
Ernest has just been telling me about his poor invalid friend Mr.
Bunbury whom he goes to visit so often. And surely there must be
much good in one who is kind to an invalid, and leaves the pleasures
of London to sit by a bed of pain.

Jack. Oh! he has been talking about Bunbury, has he?