(Laughing) Upon my word, that man is no scoundrel, but a great thinker, a master-mind. He deserves a memorial. He is the essence of modern ingenuity, and combines in himself alone the genius of the lawyer, the doctor, and the financier. (He sits down on the lowest step of the terrace) And yet he has never finished a course of studies in any college; that is so surprising. What an ideal scoundrel he would have made if he had acquired a little culture and mastered the sciences! "You could make twenty thousand roubles in a week," he said. "You still hold the ace of trumps: it is your title." (Laughing) He said I might get a rich girl to marry me for it! (ANNA opens the window and looks down) "Let me make a match between you and Martha," says he. Who is this Martha? It must be that Balabalkina--Babakalkina woman, the one that looks like a laundress. (ANNA: Is that you, Count?) What do you want? ANNA laughs.

Matthew Shabelski Monologue from Ivanoff: A Play

Rehearse Matthew Shabelski's monologue