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Hornblower Monologue from The Skin Game (A Tragi-Comedy)

From The Skin Game (A Tragi-Comedy) by John Galsworthy

male · defiant · 45 sec

I never had any say in mine till I had the brass, and nobody ever will. It's all hypocrisy. You county folk are fair awful hypocrites. Ye talk about good form and all that sort o' thing. It's just the comfortable doctrine of the man in the saddle; sentimental varnish. Ye're every bit as hard as I am, underneath. (MRS. H: You flatter us.) Not at all. God helps those who 'elp themselves-- that's at the bottom of all religion. I'm goin' to help meself, and God's going to help me.

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