Grand transformation scene! I always draw the curtains rather quick because it never works quite right. [She waits a little, and then, very simply, says The gods go back... [And stops and swallows. Poor dear, her throat is dry. (UNCLE EDWARD: You want your glass of milk.) They don't ever really go. For what would become of us without them? But it rounds off the play. They just go back as flowers die to come again forever. For the seed of the gods is sown in the hearts of men. The seeds of Love and of the Magic of High Adventure and of Laughter and of Foolishness, too. Well, when they reach the Styx there still sits that philosopher, who wasn't a philosopher at all because he sought no wisdom but his own. Because of that, you see, he has found none. There he sits, deaf and blind, while Olympus flashes and thunders behind him. There he sits, chattering that there are no gods. * * * * * The curtains are drawn back on the last scene. The Styx again, flowing black beneath its black mountains. There sits the Philosopher, patiently. He is dressed now as a Member of Parliament, or worse. He has a fountain pen and a notebook. And the gods arrive. Mercury, Charon, Momus, and Psyche.

Alice Monologue from The Harlequinade: An Excursion

Rehearse Alice's monologue