Sir Wilfull Witwoud Monologue from The Way of the World

From The Way of the World by William Congreve

male · comedic · 52 sec

Dressing! What, it’s but morning here, I warrant, with you in London; we should count it towards afternoon in our parts down in Shropshire:—why, then, belike my aunt han’t dined yet. Ha, friend? (FOOT: Your aunt, sir?) My aunt, sir? Yes my aunt, sir, and your lady, sir; your lady is my aunt, sir. Why, what dost thou not know me, friend? Why, then, send somebody hither that does. How long hast thou lived with thy lady, fellow, ha? (FOOT: A week, sir; longer than anybody in the house, except my lady’s woman.) Why, then, belike thou dost not know thy lady, if thou seest her. Ha, friend?

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