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Lady Patricia Monologue from Lady Patricia: A comedy in three acts

From Lady Patricia: A comedy in three acts by Rudolf Besier

female · contemplative · 1:52 min

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(Laughing.) Yes, yes, dear, you’ve told me all that before! And about the nigger waiter whose thumb was always in the soup—and the Californian peach as big as a baby’s head—and the factory that was burned down in Chicago—and the card-sharper who tried to swindle you at poker, “but he got hold of the wrong chap, by Jove!”—and so many other thrilling details. ((Almost with passion, taking his face in her hands.)) You darling! Oh, you darling! (BILL: I thought I’d told you everything.) Of course you did—everything. ((With far-off eyes.)) I wonder why I am so foolish as to expect the essentials from you—those labourings of the soul at midnight, yearnings, ecstasies, and long, long thoughts under the stars. If you had been capable of these I should never have loved you. It’s just your simplicity and eternal boyishness that took my heart. Poor Michael’s spiritual nature, his dreams, his subtlety, his devotion, never touched me deeper than the intellect. I mistook sympathy for love—I seemed to have found a kindred spirit—I married him. Yes! we are all born to suffer and endure.... Which reminds me, my poor dear boy, you must be dying for tea. ((Pouring out the tea.)) I hope you had some lunch?

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30s · longing · love · identity · yearning · disillusionment

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