Monologue

Kuligin Monologue from The Storm

From The Storm by Aleksandr Nikolaevich Ostrovsky

male · defiant · 53 sec

So be it, Saviol Prokofitch! I am only a poor man, sir, it costs little to be rude to me. But let me remind you, your honour, virtue is honourable even in rags! (DIKOY: None of your insolence now! Mind that!) I am not being insolent to you in any way, sir, and I merely addressed you because I thought you might have a mind to do something for the town sometime. You have a great deal of power, your worship, if only you had the wish to do some good. Now, for instance, we've storms so often, and yet we don't put up lightning conductors. DIKOY (haughtily). It's all vanity!

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