Brander Monologue from Rada: A Belgian Christmas Eve

From Rada: A Belgian Christmas Eve by Alfred Noyes

male · dark · 1:11 min

Hear that. The men are mad with brandy and blood and--other things. There's no holding them in, even from the children. You needn't wince. Even from the children, I say. What chance would there be for a fine-looking wench like yourself? No, you were not going to try that. You've something to hide, here, in the house, eh? Well, now you've got rid of the others, and we've had a drink, we're going to look for it. What is there? ((He points to the bedroom door.)) RADA (rising to her feet slowly, steadying herself with one hand on the couch and fixing her eyes on his face). My bedroom. No. I've nothing here to hide. This is war, isn't it? If I choose to revenge myself on those that have used me badly, people that I hate, by telling you where you can find what everybody wants, money, money--I suppose you want that--isn't that good enough?

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