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Jawbones Monologue from The Master of Mrs. Chilvers: An Improbable Comedy

From The Master of Mrs. Chilvers: An Improbable Comedy by Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka) Jerome

male · comedic · 53 sec

Clinging to a roof for the last three hours. (SIGSBY: Clinging to a roof! What for?) (He boils over.) Wot for? ’Cos I didn’t want to fall off! Wot do you think: ’cos I was fond of it? (SIGSBY: I don’t understand—) You find yourself ’alf way up a ladder, posting bills as the other side ’as took objection to—with a crowd of girls from Pink’s jam factory waiting for you at the bottom with a barrel of treacle, and you will understand. Nothing else for me to do, o’ course, but to go up. Then they took the ladder away.

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30s · anger · isolation · fear · determination · absurdity

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