Monologue

Grandmother Monologue from The Grandmother

From The Grandmother by Lajos Biro

female · dark · 50 sec

After I figured it out that way I looked about for a sheltered nook. In between two great big tree trunks there was a cave, like a little house, a place all filled with soft moss. A pleasant camping place. I fell into this and prepared myself for a long wait. I waited and waited. The night peopled the woods with every kind of sound. There was whistling, whispering, humming, blowing, screeching and once from a distance a long-drawn deep howling. This, undoubtedly, was the wolves. The Sentimental High School Girl (frightened). Merciful God!

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