Marcel Monologue from Françoise's Luck

From Françoise's Luck by Georges de Porto-Riche

male · melancholic · 1:00 min

No jealousy, dear! The day of adventures is dead and buried. Thirty-five mortal years, a scarcity of hair, a noticeable rotundity—and married! Opportunities are fewer now! Françoise. Don't lose courage, your luck may return. A minute would suffice. Marcel. I don't dare hope. Françoise. Married! It was never your destiny to be a proprietor, you are doomed to be a tenant. Marcel. Oh, a letter, and you said nothing to me about it! Françoise. I didn't see it. Jean must have brought it while you were asleep.

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