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Bly Monologue from Windows

From Windows by John Galsworthy

male · dark · 1:34 min

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All! The jury recommended 'er to mercy. So they reduced it to Life. (MR MARCH: Life! Sweet Heaven!) That's what I said; so they give her two years. I don't hold with the Sunday Mercury, but it put that over. It's a misfortune to a girl to be good-lookin'. (MR MARCH: No, no! Dash it all! Beauty's the only thing left worth living for.) Well, I like to see green grass and a blue sky; but it's a mistake in a 'uman bein'. Look at any young chap that's good-lookin'--'e's doomed to the screen, or hair-dressin'. Same with the girls. My girl went into an 'airdresser's at seventeen and in six months she was in trouble. When I saw 'er with a rope round her neck, as you might say, I said to meself: "Bly," I said, "you're responsible for this. If she 'adn't been good-lookin'--it'd never 'eve 'appened." During this speech MARY has come in with a tray, to clear the breakfast, and stands unnoticed at the dining-table, arrested by the curious words of MR BLY.

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30s · sadness · beauty · fate · identity · tragedy

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