Oh, Polly dear! I never thought to see you any more! Let me look at you all over! Yes, it is the same--the same eyes, the same mouth, the same nose--all the same! But you don't laugh as you used--not look so merry. What's the matter, dear?--don't you do as you like? ar'n't you happy in your mind? (LADY P: A sadness oppresses me that I find very difficult to conquer.) Your husband worries you, I dare say--mine does sometimes, though he's very good to me, one way and another. But I don't like his wanting me to learn so much about nouns, and pronouns, and history--and then he gives me such dull books to read, all about astrology, and chronology, and physiology, and conchology, and etymology, and how many miles the moon's off--just as if one wanted to know, as long as it shines. I can't bear it! Give me Robinson Crusoe and the Seven Champions--that's what I like! But with all his learning I can do what he can't. (LADY P: What's that, my dear?) Get up on a cold morning. Ah! you should only see him try!

Margery Monologue from A Rough Diamond: A Comic Drama in One Act

Rehearse Margery's monologue