Clara Monologue from The climbers

From The climbers by Clyde Fitch

female · comedic · 1:07 min

Oh, don't you be too sure about your getting in; it isn't as easy as the papers say! But, anyway, that wouldn't make any difference to Blanche. She was never a climber like mama and me. I suppose that's why she is asked to all sorts of houses through Aunt Ruth that wouldn't let mama and me even leave our cards on the butler! (TROTTER: I thought your mother could go anywhere she liked.) Oh, no, she couldn't! if she made you think that, it was only a jolly! Blanche is the only one of us who really went everywhere. Come along, " Poppa," give me a swing! I haven't had one for years! (She sweeps off the snow from the seat of the swing with her hand. (TROTTER: Your mother certainly did represent--) [Sitting in the swing.) Oh, well, now don't blame mama! She couldn't help herself; she always thought you dreadfully handsome! Swing me!

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