Monologue

Man Of The World Monologue from The Harlequinade: An Excursion

From The Harlequinade: An Excursion by Dion Clayton Calthrop

male · sarcastic · 1:14 min

Then followed some years of experiment in the scientific manufacture and blending of drama. As I speak, no less than twenty-three factories dot the grassy meads of America. The work is done by clerks employed at moderate salaries for eight hours a day. For the cerebration of whatever new ideas may be needed, several French literary men are kept in chains in the backyard, being fed exclusively on absinthe and caviare sandwiches during their periods of creative activity. No less than forty different brands of drama are turned out, each with its description stamped clearly on the can. While a complete equipment for anyone can be travelled by the operator in his valise, still leaving room for toothbrush and slumber-suit. (CLOWN: Do the public like the stuff?) They've got to like it. They get none else. (CLOWN: Can't you give us another chance? I'll lay we could make good.) Sorry, sonny, but I don't see how you'd fit in. Watch this attraction I'm going to try over.

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