Monologue

Mrs Alving Monologue from Ghosts: A Domestic Tragedy in Three Acts

From Ghosts: A Domestic Tragedy in Three Acts by Henrik Ibsen

female · dark · 1:00 min

There was no chance of mistake, more's the pity. Joanna was obliged to confess it to me--and my husband couldn't deny it. So there was nothing else to do but to hush it up. (Manders: No, that was the only thing to do.) The girl was sent away at once, and was given a tolerably liberal sum to hold her tongue. She looked after the rest herself when she got to town. She renewed an old acquaintance with the carpenter Engstrand; gave him a hint, I suppose, of how much money she had got, and told him some fairy tale about a foreigner who had been here in his yacht in the summer. So she and Engstrand were married in a great hurry. Why, you married them yourself!

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