Alva Schoen Monologue from Pandora's Box: A Tragedy in Three Acts

From Pandora's Box: A Tragedy in Three Acts by Frank Wedekind

male · anguished · 1:22 min

I'm damned sorry for her! When I think back.... I grew up with her in a way, you know. (SCHIGOLCH: She'll hold out as long as I live, anyway.) We treated each other at first like brother and sister. Mama was still living then. I met her by chance one morning when she was dressing. Dr. Goll had been called for a consultation. Her hair-dresser had read my first poem, that I'd had printed in "Society": "Follow thy pack far over the mountains; it will return again, covered with sweat and dust--" (SCHIGOLCH: Oh, ya!) And then she came, in rose-colored muslin, with nothing under it but a white satin slip--for the Spanish ambassador's ball. Dr. Goll seemed to feel his death near. He asked me to dance with her, so she shouldn't cause any mad acts. Papa meanwhile never turned his eyes from us, and all thru the waltz she was looking over my shoulder, only at him.... Afterwards she shot him. It is unbelievable.

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