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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.
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You may...
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Oh, I felt there was some slight error, Miss Cardew.
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The gentleman you are now embracing
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is my cousin, Mr. Algernon Moncrieff.
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Algernon Moncrieff! Mm-hmm.
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Are you called "Algernon"?
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A gross deception has been practiced on both of us.
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My poor wounded Cecily!