You are under a spell, man. Old Shotover sold himself to the devil in Zanzibar. The devil gave him a black witch for a wife; and these two demon daughters are their mystical progeny. I am tied to Hesione's apron-string; but I'm her husband; and if I did go stark staring mad about her, at least we became man and wife. But why should you let yourself be dragged about and beaten by Ariadne as a toy donkey is dragged about and beaten by a child? What do you get by it? Are you her lover? (RANDALL: You must not misunderstand me. In a higher sense--in a Platonic sense--) Psha! Platonic sense! She makes you her servant; and when pay-day comes round, she bilks you: that is what you mean. RANDALL (feebly). Well, if I don't mind, I don't see what business it is of yours. Besides, I tell you I am going to punish her. You shall see: I know how to deal with women. I'm really very sleepy. Say good-night to Mrs Hushabye for me, will you, like a good chap. Good-night. (He hurries out).

Hector Monologue from Heartbreak House

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