2 Best Letty Monologues

Category: Play Role: Letty From: St. Valentine's Day

Letty says

Say, Aunt Elinor, I’ve been reading an awfully interesting book.

Oh, I’ve forgotten the name of it, but it is awfully interesting. It’s all about broken engagements and misunderstandings, and they go to the most elegant ball, and he sends her the loveliest flowers out of his own greenhouse, you know.

I’ve forgotten what kind of flowers it is, but it is some particular kind, you know, that means something. It’s a sort of queer name. I wish I could think of it, so if anybody ever sent me any I’d know what it was.

It was in England, you know, at a manor house. I wish I could think of it. It isn’t ylang ylang, you know, but–anyway, it’s just as good.

I’ve forgotten what it meant anyway, so I guess I wouldn’t know. Well, he sends them to her, you know, and she doesn’t wear them — oh! there’s somebody else in the house that’s in love with him too, and she interferes — I think she mixes up the flowers, or something — she’s an awfully mean old thing, and I should think he’d have seen through her in a minute, and known she — the other one — wanted to wear the flowers — I would, I know, wouldn’t you, Aunt Elinor? Well, it makes an awful lot of trouble anyway, and he quarrels with her, the nice one, you know, and goes off with the other. She has the most perfectly lovely dress at the ball — all kind of weird and serpent-like and glittering, you know, and oh! I was dreadfully afraid he was going to propose to her — wouldn’t it have been perfectly awful if he had, Aunt Elinor?

Category: Play Role: Letty From: St. Valentine's Day

Letty says

Well, I was going to tell you about Mr. Morrison.

Well, as I say, he’s talked with me a good deal since I came, and he said to me the other day —

it was that day, don’t you know, that someone rang the bell when he was here, and he said your doorbell was always ringing, and you said something about its being the primary object of a bell, and he said the primary object of that particular bell seemed to be to interrupt him when he had anything important to say, and you said under those circumstances, perhaps he’d have better luck if he wouldn’t always be saying the same important thing,

and he said he hadn’t suspected you of countenancing the chestnut bell, and you said you shouldn’t think he would hint at such an ordinary proceeding, and then Mr. Apgood came in, and you shook hands with him,

and seemed so glad to see him, and I was so surprised, because I heard you tell Mrs. White the other day that you thought he was a dreadful bore, and he always came just when you didn’t want him.