ALGERNON. All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his. JACK. Is that clever? ALGERNON. It is perfectly phrased! and quite as true as any observation in civilised life should be. JACK. I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever nowadays. You can’t go anywhere without meeting clever people. The thing has become an absolute public nuisance. I wish to goodness we had a few fools left. ALGERNON. We have. JACK. I should extremely like to meet them. What do they talk about? ALGERNON. The fools? Oh! about the clever people, of course. JACK. What
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