Cecily. Yes, he has told me all about poor Mr. Bunbury, and his
terrible state of health.

Jack. Bunbury! Well, I won't have him talk to you about Bunbury or
about anything else. It is enough to drive one perfectly frantic.

Algernon. Of course I admit that the faults were all on my side.
But I must say that I think that Brother John's coldness to me is
peculiarly painful. I expected a more enthusiastic welcome,
especially considering it is the first time I have come here.

Cecily. Uncle Jack, if you don't shake hands with Ernest I will
never forgive you.

Jack. Never forgive me?

Cecily. Never, never, never!

Jack. Well, this is the last time I shall ever do it. [Shakes with
Algernon and glares.]

Chasuble. It's pleasant, is it not, to see so perfect a
reconciliation? I think we might leave the two brothers together.

Miss Prism. Cecily, you will come with us.

Cecily. Certainly, Miss Prism. My little task of reconciliation is
over.