Horace Monologue from The Brass Bottle: A Farcical Fantastic Play in Four Acts

From The Brass Bottle: A Farcical Fantastic Play in Four Acts by F. Anstey

male · comedic · 1:20 min

There you are, you see! You won't give me a hearing! I ought to know what was inside the bottle, considering I let it out. Fakrash-el-- what did he tell me his name was?--oh, Aamash--Fakrash-el-Aamash. He's a Jinnee. Of the Green Jinn. (PRINGLE: Well, we're not Green Jennies!) (Losing his temper.) Shut up, Pringle! This is my story--and you'll be good enough to let me finish it. Well, according to old Fakrash, he'd been sealed up in that bottle by Solomon---- (PROFESSOR FUTVOYE: What, in the name of common sense, has all this to do with the case?) I'm coming to that, if you'll only have a little patience. Naturally, he was grateful to me for letting him out, and, in a weak moment, I--I blurted out that you were all coming to dinner here to-night. And what does the old idiot do but transform my rooms into these halls, and provide the whole entertainment himself! And--as might be expected--it was pretty rotten! [He sinks on the divan on right in despair, as he sees the general incredulity.

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