Monologue

Marg Monologue from Literature

From Literature by Arthur Schnitzler

female · anguished · 49 sec

Merciful heavens! If this is so— (turning the leaves of Gilbert's book). Yes, yes, it is so. Why, it's just like telling the world that we two—Merciful heavens! (Feverishly turning the leaves.) Is the letter you sent me the morning after the first night also— (Gil: Surely. That was brilliant.) This is horrible. Why, this is going to create a European sensation. And Clement—My God; I'm beginning to hope that he will not come back. I am ruined! And you along with me. Wherever you are, he'll be sure to find you and blow your brains out like a mad dog. Gil. (pocketing his book). Insipid comparison!

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