LADY BRACKNELL(Angrily) Twenty-eight years ago you left my house with a baby boy in a pram. You never came back. Miss PRISM No-1... LADY BRACKNELL A few weeks later, the police found the pram at midnight, in an empty street. It had a very bad novel inside it, but no baby. Prism! Where is that baby? Miss PRISM Lady Bracknell, I don't know, I'm afraid. LADY BRACKNELL You don't know, Prism Miss PRISM That morning I also had a large handbag with me. In it was a novel which I was writing. Very carelessly, I put the book in the pram, and I put the baby in the bag.