Monologue

Anna Monologue from Ivanoff: A Play

From Ivanoff: A Play by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

female · anguished · 1:15 min

Nicholas can. I am beginning to be surprised, too, at the injustice of people. Why do they return hatred for love, and answer truth with lies? Can you tell me how much longer I shall be hated by my mother and father? They live fifty miles away, and yet I can feel their hatred day and night, even in my sleep. And how do you account for the sadness of Nicholas? He says that he only dislikes me in the evening, when the fit is on him. I understand that, and can tolerate it, but what if he should come to dislike me altogether? Of course that is impossible, and yet--no, no, I mustn't even imagine such a thing. (Sings) "Sparrow, Sparrow, where are you?" (She shudders) What fearful thoughts I have! You are not married, Doctor; there are many things that you cannot understand.

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