Monologue

Ellida Monologue from The Lady from the Sea

From The Lady from the Sea by Henrik Ibsen

female · anguished · 53 sec

Because I must have someone in whom to confide. No, no; sit still. (Arnholm: Then your husband knows nothing about this?) I confessed to him from the first that my thoughts had once been elsewhere. He never asked to know more, and we have never touched upon it since. Besides, at bottom it was simply madness. And then it was over directly--that is to a certain extent. (Arnholm: Only to a certain extent? Not quite?) Yes, yes, it is! Oh, good heavens! Dear Arnholm, it is not what you think. It is something so absolutely incomprehensible, I don't know how I could tell it you. You would only think I was ill, or quite mad.

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