Lady Windermeres Fan - Oscar Wilde - Platanus Publishing

Ah, what indeed, dear? That is the point. He goes to see her continually, and stops for hours at a time, and while he is there she is not at home to any one. Not that many ladies call on her, dear, but she has a great many disreputable men friends—my own brother particularly, as I told you—and that is what makes it so dreadful about Windermere. We looked upon him as being such a model husband, but I am afraid there is no doubt about it.

My dear nieces—you know the Saville girls, dont you?—such nice domestic creatures— plain, dreadfully plain, but so good—well, theyre always at the window doing fancy work, and making ugly things for the poor, which I think so useful of them in these dreadful socialistic days, and this terrible woman has taken a house in Curzon Street, right opposite them—such a respectable street, too! I dont know what were coming to! And they tell me that Windermere goes there four and five times a week—they see him. They cant help it—and although they never talk scandal, they—well, of course—they remark on it to every one.