"I'm glad to hear thar you smoke. A man should always have an occupation of some kind. There are far too many idle men in London as it is."
— My dear Aunt Augusta, I mean he was found out. The doctors found out that Bunbury could not live. That is what I mean. So Bunbury died.
— He seems to have had great confidence... in the opinion of his physicians. I am glad, however, that he made his up mind... at the last to some definite course of action... and acted under
proper medical advice.
I would strongly advise you, Mr. Worthing, to try and acquire some relations as soon as possible, and to make a definite effort to produce at any rate one parent, of either sex, before the season is quite over.
To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing... may be regarded as a misfortune. To lose both looks like carelessness.