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Wait, stop. Oh, my God!
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Here's Ernest!
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- Good day sir. - My own love!
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A moment, Ernest.
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May I ask you:
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Are you engaged to be married to this young lady?
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To what young lady? Good heavens! Gwendolen!
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Yes, to "Good heavens, Gwendolen"!
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I mean... to Gwendolen.
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Of course not!
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What could have put such an idea into your pretty little head?
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Oh, thank you.