Monologue

Engstrand Monologue from Ghosts

From Ghosts by Henrik Ibsen

male · anguished · 44 sec

Who could ever have thought she'd have gone and made bad worse by talking about it? Will your Reverence just fancy yourself in the same trouble as poor Johanna-- (MANDERS: I!) Lord bless you, I don't mean just exactly the same. But I mean, if your Reverence had anything to be ashamed of in the eyes of the world, as the saying goes. We menfolk oughtn't to judge a poor woman too hardly, your Reverence. (MANDERS: I am not doing so. It is you I am reproaching.) Might I make so bold as to ask your Reverence a bit of a question?

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