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Gerald Barlow Monologue from Touch and Go: A Play in Three Acts

From Touch and Go: A Play in Three Acts by D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence

male · contemplative · 45 sec

That's too vague, my boy. Do you think they'll ever make a bust-up? (OLIVER: I can't tell. I don't see any good in it, if they do.) It might clear the way--and it might block the way for ever: depends what comes through. But, sincerely, I don't think they've got it in them. (ANABEL: They may have something better.) That suggestion doesn't interest me, Anabel. Ah, well, we shall see what we shall see. Have a whisky and soda with me, Oliver, and let the troubled course of this evening run to a smooth close. It's quite like old times. Aren't you smoking, Anabel?

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