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Malise Monologue from The Fugitive: A Play in Four Acts

From The Fugitive: A Play in Four Acts by John Galsworthy

male · anguished · 1:39 min

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But you--poor dainty thing! (CLARE: It's all right! Don't be unhappy! Please!) (Seizing her arm) D'you imagine they'll let you off, out there--you with your face? Come, trust me trust me! You must! (CLARE: Good-bye!) (Not taking that hand) This great damned world, and--you! Listen! (The sound of the traffic far down below is audible in the stillness) Into that! alone--helpless--without money. The men who work with you; the men you make friends of--d'you think they'll let you be? The men in the streets, staring at you, stopping you--pudgy, bull-necked brutes; devils with hard eyes; senile swine; and the "chivalrous" men, like me, who don't mean you harm, but can't help seeing you're made for love! Or suppose you don't take covert but struggle on in the open. Society! The respectable! The pious! Even those who love you! Will they let you be? Hue and cry! The hunt was joined the moment you broke away! It will never let up! Covert to covert--till they've run you down, and you're back in the cart, and God pity you!

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30s · fear · isolation · society · love · freedom

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