JACK: I don't actually know who I am by birth. I was, well, I was found.
LADY BRACKNELL: Found?
JACK: The late Mr. Thomas Cardew. An old gentleman of a very charitable and kindly disposition found me,
and gave me the name of Worthing, because he happened to have a
first-class ticket for Worthing in his pocket at the time.
Worthing is a place in Sussex. It is a seaside resort.
LADY BRACKNELL: Where did the charitable gentleman who had a
first-class ticket for this seaside resort find you?
JACK: In...a handbag.
LADY BRACKNELL: A handbag!
JACK: Yes, Lady Bracknell, I was in a handbag. A somewhat large black leather handbag
with handles to it. An ordinary handbag in fact.
LADY BRACKNELL: In what locality did this Mr. James or Thomas Cardew
come across this ordinary handbag.
JACK: In the cloakroom at Victoria Station. It was given to him in mistake for his own.
LADY BRACKNELL: The cloakroom at Victoria Station?
JACK: Yes. The Brighton line.
LADY BRACKNELL: The line is immaterial.