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Lady Windermere's Fan

by Oscar Wilde · 1854–1900
English · England · free to read in ITIPS BookLab

Lord Windermere

Lord Darlington

Lord Augustus Lorton

Mr. Dumby

Mr. Cecil Graham

Mr. Hopper

Parker, Butler

Lady Windermere

The Duchess of Berwick

Lady Agatha Carlisle

Lady Plymdale

Lady Stutfield

Lady Jedburgh

Mrs. Cowper-Cowper

Mrs. Erlynne

Rosalie, Maid

THE SCENES OF THE PLAY

house. house.

TIME: The Present. PLACE: London.

The action of the play takes place within twenty-four hours, beginning on a Tuesday afternoon at five o’clock, and ending the next day at 1.30 p.m.

LONDON: ST. JAMES’S THEATRE

Lessee and Manager: Mr. George Alexander February 22nd, 1892.

LORD WINDERMERE Mr. George Alexander. LORD DARLINGTON Mr. Nutcombe Gould. LORD AUGUSTUS LORTON Mr. H. H. Vincent. MR. CECIL GRAHAM Mr. Ben Webster. MR. DUMBY Mr. Vane-Tempest. MR. HOPPER Mr. Alfred Holles. PARKER (Butler) Mr. V. Sansbury. LADY WINDERMERE Miss Lily Hanbury. THE DUCHESS OF BERWICK Miss Fanny Coleman. LADY AGATHA CARLISLE Miss Laura Graves. LADY PLYMDALE Miss Granville. LADY JEDBURGH Miss B. Page. LADY STUTFIELD Miss Madge Girdlestone. MRS. COWPER-COWPER Miss A. de Winton. MRS. ERLYNNE Miss Marion Terry. ROSALIE (Maid) Miss Winifred Dolan.

FIRST ACT

Morning-room of Lord Windermere’s house in Carlton House Terrace. Doors C. and R. Bureau with books and papers R. Sofa with small tea-table L. Window opening on to terrace L. Table R.

[LADY WINDERMERE is at table R., arranging roses in a blue bowl.]

[Enter PARKER.]

PARKER. Is your ladyship at home this afternoon?

LADY WINDERMERE. Yes—who has called?

PARKER. Lord Darlington, my lady.

LADY WINDERMERE. [Hesitates for a moment.] Show him up—and I’m at home to any one who calls.

PARKER. Yes, my lady.

[Exit C.]

LADY WINDERMERE. It’s best for me to see him before to-night. I’m glad he’s come.

[Enter PARKER C.]

PARKER. Lord Darlington,

[Enter LORD DARLINGTON C.]

[Exit PARKER.]

LORD DARLINGTON. How do you do, Lady Windermere?

LADY WINDERMERE. How do you do, Lord Darlington? No, I can’t shake hands with you. My hands are all wet with these roses. Aren’t they lovely? They came up from Selby this morning.

LORD DARLINGTON. They are quite perfect. [Sees a fan lying on the table.] And what a wonderful fan! May I look at it?

LADY WINDERMERE. Do. Pretty, isn’t it! It’s got my name on it, and everything. I have only just seen it myself. It’s my husband’s birthday present to me. You know to-day is my birthday?

LORD DARLINGTON. No? Is it really?

LADY WINDERMERE. Yes, I’m of age to-day. Quite an important day in my life, isn’t it? That is why I am giving this party to-night. Do sit down. [Still arranging flowers.]

LORD DARLINGTON. [Sitting down.] I wish I had known it was your birthday, Lady Windermere. I would have covered the whole street in front of your house with flowers for you to walk on. They are made for you.

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