Lady Windermere's Fan by Oscar Wilde
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I am particularly anxious to hear the names quite clearly, so as to
make no mistake. You understand, Parker? PARKER. Yes, my lady. LADY WINDERMERE. That will do! [Exit PARKER C.] [Speaking to LORD WINDERMERE] Arthur, if that woman comes here--I warn you - LORD WINDERMERE. Margaret, you'll ruin us! LADY WINDERMERE. Us! From this moment my life is separate from yours. But if you wish to avoid a public scandal, write at once to this woman, and tell her that I forbid her to come here! LORD WINDERMERE. I will not--I cannot--she must come! LADY WINDERMERE. Then I shall do exactly as I have said. [Goes R.] You leave me no choice. [Exit R.] LORD WINDERMERE. [Calling after her.] Margaret! Margaret! [A pause.] My God! What shall I do? I dare not tell her who this woman really is. The shame would kill her. [Sinks down into a chair and buries his face in his hands.] ACT DROP |
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