Monologue

Gilbey Monologue from Fanny's First Play

From Fanny's First Play by Bernard Shaw

male · defiant · 59 sec

Ive a letter from the Monsignor Grenfell. From New York. Dropping us. Cutting us. (Turning fiercely on her) Thats a nice thing, isnt it? (MRS GILBEY: What for?) (flinging away towards his chair) How do I know what for? (MRS GILBEY: What does he say?) (sitting down and grumblingly adjusting his spectacles) This is what he says. "My dear Mr Gilbey: The news about Bobby had to follow me across the Atlantic: it did not reach me until to-day. I am afraid he is incorrigible. My brother, as you may imagine, feels that this last escapade has gone beyond the bounds; and I think, myself, that Bobby ought to be made to feel that such scrapes involve a certain degree of reprobation." "As you may imagine"! And we know no more about it than the babe unborn.

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