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Colonel Hope Monologue from Joy: A Play on the Letter "I"

From Joy: A Play on the Letter "I" by John Galsworthy

male · contemplative · 55 sec

Ah! Experts! No faith in them--never had! Miners, lawyers, theologians, cowardly lot--pays them to be cowardly. When they have n't their own axes to grind, they've got their theories; a theory's a dangerous thing. (He loses himself in contemplation of the papers.) Now my theory is, you 're in strata here of what we call the Triassic Age. (LEVER: Ah!) You've struck a fault, that's what's happened. The ore may be as much as thirty or forty yards out; but it 's there, depend on it. (LEVER: Would you back that opinion, sir?) (With dignity.) I never give an opinion that I'm not prepared to back. I want to get to the bottom of this. What's to prevent the gold going down indefinitely?

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