I cried out like an insane person.... Now the robber was near me.... He bent over me.... Suddenly a voice sounded,— "who is crying here? " the voice seemed to be near—the footsteps were audible—"who's crying here?" it asked the second time.... The branches parted and a man in a hunting habit with a gun in his hand appeared. The robber took to his heels and flew into the woods. The hunter now came near me and called to a second man who followed. They helped me to rise and they carried me over to a small clearing. There I saw a light buggy into which they lifted me. Soon they fetched the horses and in a half hour I was in the Schwanhausen castle sipping hot brandy which they had prepared for me. The man in the hunting habit was the Count of Schwanhausen, who had been hunting in the woods. The Sentimental High School Girl. How interesting!

Grandmother Monologue from The Grandmother

Rehearse Grandmother's monologue