ELIZA
I sold flowers. I didn't sell myself. Now you've made a lady of me I'm not fit to sell anything else. I wish you'd left me where you found me.
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A phonetics professor bets he can pass a flower girl off as a duchess — and never counts the cost to her.
| Writer | Bernard Shaw |
|---|---|
| Written | 1913 |
| Pages | 90 |
| Reading time | ~2 hrs |
| Monologues | 2 indexed |
| Themes | class, language, identity, transformation |
| Principals | Eliza, Higgins, Pickering, Doolittle, Mrs. Higgins |
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