“[In a very patronising manner.] My dear fellow, the truth isn't quite the sort of thing one tells to a nice, sweet, refined girl. What extraordinary ideas you have about the way to behave to a woman!
Algernon. The only way to behave to a woman is to make love to her, if she is pretty, and to some one else, if she is plain.
jack. Oh, that is nonsense.
Algernon. What about your brother? What about the profligate Ernest?
jack. Oh, before the end of the week I shall have got rid of him.”