Arnaud Monologue from The Fugitive: A Play in Four Acts

From The Fugitive: A Play in Four Acts by John Galsworthy

male · melancholic · 47 sec

Non, Madame, it is not necessary. A glass of water. (He pours it out) I have not the pleasure of knowing Madame's face. (CLARE: No.) Madame will find it veree good 'ere, veree quiet. (LANGUID VOICE: Waiter!) Pardon! (He goes) The bare-necked ladies with large hats again pass down the corridor outside, and again their voices are wafted in: "Tottie! Not she! Oh! my goodness, she has got a pride on her!" "Bobbie'll never stick it!" "Look here, dear----" Galvanized by those sounds, CLARE has caught her cloak and half-risen; they die away and she subsides.

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