GWENDOLEN.
Married, Mr. Worthing?
JACK.
[Astounded.] Well . . . surely. You know that I love you, and you led me to believe, Miss Fairfax, that you were not absolutely indifferent to me.
GWENDOLEN.
I adore you. But you haven’t proposed to me yet. Nothing has been said at all about marriage. The subject has not even been touched on.
JACK.
Well . . . may I propose to you now?
GWENDOLEN.
I think it would be an admirable opportunity. And to spare you any possible disappointment, Mr. Worthing, I think it only fair to tell you quite frankly before-hand that I am fully determined to accept you.
JACK.
Gwendolen!
GWENDOLEN.
Yes, Mr. Worthing, what have you got to say to me?
JACK.
You know what I have got to say to you.
GWENDOLEN.
Yes, but you don’t say it.
JACK.
Gwendolen, will you marry me? [Goes on his knees.]