Monologue

Drummle Monologue from The Second Mrs. Tanqueray

From The Second Mrs. Tanqueray by Arthur Wing Pinero

male · anguished · 41 sec

He sent for me when he came back. I think he must have had a lingering hope that the girl would relent--would come to life, as it were--at the last moment, for, for an hour or so, in this room, he was terribly shaken. I'm sure he'd clung to that hope from the persistent way in which he kept breaking off in his talk to repeat one dismal word, as if he couldn't realise his position without dinning this damned word into his head.

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