CECILY.
This is Uncle Jack.
GWENDOLEN.
[Receding.] Jack! Oh!
[Enter Algernon.]
CECILY.
Here is Ernest.
ALGERNON.
[Goes straight over to Cecily without noticing any one else.] My own love! [Offers to kiss her.]
CECILY.
[Drawing back.] A moment, Ernest! May I ask you—are you engaged to be married to this young lady?
ALGERNON.
[Looking round.] To what young lady? Good heavens! Gwendolen!
CECILY.
Yes! to good heavens, Gwendolen, I mean to Gwendolen.
ALGERNON.
[Laughing.] Of course not! What could have put such an idea into your pretty little head?
CECILY.
Thank you. [Presenting her cheek to be kissed.] You may. [Algernon kisses her.]