She is. If she was mine, I'd spank her. (The smiling face of LITTLE ANNE becomes visible again close to his legs.) (MISS S: Not a nice word.) No; but a pleasant haction. Miss Anne's the limit. In fact, Lord and Lady William are much too kind 'earted all round. Take these sweated workers; that class o' people are quite 'opeless. Treatin' them as your equals, shakin 'ands with 'em, givin 'em tea-- it only puffs 'em out. Leave it to the Church, I say. (MISS S: The Church is too busy, Poulder.) Ah! That "Purity an' Future o' the Race Campaign." I'll tell you what I thinks the danger o' that, Miss. So much purity that there won't be a future race. (Expanding) Purity of 'eart's an excellent thing, no doubt, but there's a want of nature about it. Same with this Anti-Sweating. Unless you're anxious to come down, you must not put the lower classes up.

Mr Poulder Monologue from The Foundations (An Extravagant Play)

Rehearse Mr Poulder's monologue