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64 JACK [Rushing over to Miss Prism.] Is this the hand-bag, Miss Prism? Examine it carefully before you speak. The happiness of more than one life depends on your answer. MISS PRI [Calmly.] It seems to be mine. Yes, here is the injury it received through the upsetting of a Gower Street omnibus in younger and happier days. Here is the stain on the lining caused by the explosion of a temperance beverage, an incident that occurred at Leamington. And here, on the lock, are my initials. I had forgotten that in an extravagant mood I had had them placed there. The bag is undoubtedly mine. I am delighted to have it so unexpectedly restored to me. It has been a great inconvenience being without it all these years. JACK [In a pathetic voice.] Miss Prism, more is restored to you than this hand-bag. I was the baby you placed in it. MISS PRI [Amazed.] You? JACK [Embracing her.] Yes... Mother! MISS PRI [Recoiling in indignant astonishment.] Mr. Worthing! I am unmarried! JACK Unmarried! I do not deny that is a serious blow. But after all, who has a right to cast a stone against one who has suffered? Cannot repentance wipe out an act of folly? Why should there be one law for men, and another for women? Mother, I forgive you. [Tries to embrace her again.] MISS PRI [Still more indignant.] |
