Monologue

Hank Monologue from A Death in Fever Flat

From A Death in Fever Flat by George W. Cronyn

male · contemplative · 44 sec

Now it's blame cur'us the way old places gits. You'll hear these floor boards creak at times like as if som'un was sneakin' over 'em b'ar-foot. Feller told me onct it was made by contrapshun and temper'ture. Mebbe so, but I reckon there's more goes on around than we give credit fer. Lon. You mean—spirits?

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