Monologue

Balsquith Monologue from Press Cuttings

From Press Cuttings by Bernard Shaw

male · defiant · 44 sec

Yes, yes, my dear Mitchener; I know all that as well as you do: I argued with him until I was black in the face and he so red about the neck that if I had gone on he would have burst. He is furious because we have abandoned his plan. (MITCHENER: But you accepted it unconditionally.) Yes, before we knew what it was. It was unworkable, you know. (MITCHENER: I dont know. Why is it unworkable?) I mean the part about drawing a cordon round Westminster at a distance of two miles; and turning all women out of it.

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