PROCESS
CHARACTER
SALON
REHEARSALS
PERFORMANCES
ABOUT
BLOG
REHEARSALS
Prologue
Isn't there a ghost?
I found her in an old house at Albany
Wordless scene
Some new idea, some big work
He has come after you
You'll get very sick of your independence
You're drifting to some great mistake
the world interests you and you want to throw yourself into it
I judge more than I used to but it seems to me one has earned the right
Ah, the clever creature!
On your so beautifully existing
Perhaps some day you'll have another mother
Isabel and Osmond meet
One's never too much in a hurry to save a precious human creature from drowning
Wait a little longer
And a man in love, you know, doesn’t ask advice
The party
I think I should like your advice better
I think you very strange
You won't confess that you've made a mistake
That's a little bleak, but it's very free
Tragic Rome
I'll go with you, and what is more I'll take care of you
I'm afraid
Make me howl like a wolf
He is nothing to us
You'll come back?
Ah, but Isabel- adored
The funeral
The world's all before us
Just you wait
