Monologue

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 · defiant · 1:27 min

You’ve been listening to a lot of toffs. Easy enough for them to talk about wimmen not being domestic drudges. They keep a cook to do it. They don’t pity ’e for being a down-trodden slive, spending sixteen hours a d’y in their kitchen with an evening out once a week. When you marry it will be to a bloke like me, a working man... (GINGER: Working!) Yus. There’s always a class as laughs when you mention the word “work.” Them as knows wot it is, don’t. I’ve been at it since six o’clock this morning, carrying a ladder, a can of paste weighing twenty pounds, and two ’undred double royal posters. You try it! When ’e comes ’ome, ’e’ll want ’is victuals. If you’ve got ’em ready for ’im and are looking nice—no reason why you shouldn’t—and feeling amiable, you’ll get on very well together. If you are going to argue with ’im about woman’s sphere, you’ll get the worst of it. (GINGER: You always was a bully.) Not always. Remember last Bank ’oliday? (He winks.)

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