Engstrand Monologue from Ghosts

From Ghosts by Henrik Ibsen

male · defiant · 55 sec

Money? I? Not a farthing! (MANDERS: But--) Oh, wait a minute!--now I recollect. Johanna did have a trifle of money. But I would have nothing to do with that. "No," says I, "that's mammon; that's the wages of sin. This dirty gold--or notes, or whatever it was--we'll just flint, that back in the American's face," says I. But he was off and away, over the stormy sea, your Reverence. (MANDERS: Was he really, my good fellow?) He was indeed, sir. So Johanna and I, we agreed that the money should go to the child's education; and so it did, and I can account for every blessed farthing of it.

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