Monologue

Lady Windermere Monologue from Lady Windermere's Fan

From Lady Windermere's Fan by Oscar Wilde

female · anguished · 1:10 min

How horrible! I understand now what Lord Darlington meant by the imaginary instance of the couple not two years married. Oh! it can’t be true—she spoke of enormous sums of money paid to this woman. I know where Arthur keeps his bank book—in one of the drawers of that desk. I might find out by that. I _will_ find out. No, it is some hideous mistake. Some silly scandal! He loves _me_! He loves _me_! But why should I not look? I am his wife, I have a right to look! I knew it! there is not a word of truth in this stupid story. A second book—private—locked! ‘Mrs. Erlynne—£600—Mrs. Erlynne—£700—Mrs. Erlynne—£400.’ Oh! it is true! It is true! How horrible!

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