Read this extract, and then answer the question that follows it: Cecily: May I offer you some tea, Miss Fairfax? Gwendolen: [With elaborate politeness.] Thank you. [Aside.] Detestable girl! But I require tea! Cecily: [Sweetly.] Sugar? Gwendolen [Superciliously.] No, thank you. Sugar is not fashionable any more. [Cecily looks angrily at her, takes up the tongs and puts four lumps of sugar into the cup. Cecily: [Severely.] Cake or bread and butter? Gwendolen: [In a bored manner.] Bread and butter, please. Cake is rarely seen at the best houses nowadays. Cecily: [Cuts a very large slice of cake and puts it on the tray.] Hand that to Miss Fairfax. [Merriman does so, and goes out with footman. Gwendolen drinks the tea and makes a grimace. Puts down cup at once, reaches out her hand to the bread and butter, looks at it, and finds it is cake. Rises in indignation. Gwendolen: You have filled my tea with lumps of sugar, and though I asked most distinctly for bread and butter, you have given me cake. I am known for the gentleness of my disposition, and the extraordinary sweetness of my nature, but I warn you, Miss Cardew, you may go too far. Cecily: [Rising] To save my poor, innocent, trusting boy from the machinations of any other girl there are no lengths to which I would not go. Gwendolen: From the moment I saw you I distrusted you. I felt that you were false and deceitful. I am never deceived in such matters. My first impressions of people are invariably right. Cecily: It seems to me, Miss Fairfax, that I am trespassing on your valuable time. No doubt you have many other calls of a similar character to make in the neighbourhood. [Enter Jack. Gwendolen: [Catching sight of him.] Ernest! My own Ernest! Jack: Gwendolen! Darling! [Offers to kiss her. Gwendolen: [Drawing back.] A moment! May I ask if you are engaged to be married to this young lady? [Points to Cecily. Jack: [Laughing.] To dear little Cecily! Of course not! What could have put such an idea into your pretty little head? Gwendolen: Thank you. You may! [Offers her cheek. Cecily: [Very sweetly.] I knew there must be some misunderstanding, Miss Fairfax. The gentleman whose arm is at present round your waist is my guardian, Mr. John Worthing. Gwendolen: I beg your pardon? Cecily: This is Uncle Jack. Gwendolen: [Receding.] Jack! Oh! Enter Algernon Cecily: Here is Ernest. Algernon: [Goes straight over to Cecily without noticing any one else.] My own love! [Offers to kiss her.] Cecily: [Drawing back.] A moment, Ernest! May I ask you are you engaged to be married to this young lady? Algernon: [Looking round.] To what young lady? Good heavens! Gwendolen! Yes! to good heavens, Gwendolen, I mean to Gwendolen. Cecily: [Laughing.] Of course not! What could have put such an idea into your pretty little head? Algernon: Thank you. [Presenting her cheek to be kissed.] You may. [Algernon kisses her. Gwendolen: I felt there was some slight error, Miss Cardew. The gentleman who is now embracing you is my cousin, Mr. Algernon Moncrieff. Cecily: [Breaking away from Algernon.] Algernon Moncrieff! Oh! [The two girls move towards each other and put their arms round each other's waists as if for protection. Cecily: Are you called Algernon? Algernon: I cannot deny it. Cecily: Oh! Gwendolen: Is your name really John? Jack: [Standing rather proudly.] I could deny it if I liked. I could deny anything if I liked. But my name certainly is John. It has been John for years. Cecily: [To Gwendolen] A gross deception has been practised on both of us. Gwendolen: My poor wounded Cecily! Cecily: My sweet wronged Gwendolen! Gwendolen: [Slowly and seriously.] You will call me sister, will you not? [They embrace. Jack and Algernon groan and walk up and down.] [from Act 2] Explore the ways in which Wilde makes the various misunderstandings and their effects so hilarious at this moment in the play.