Mrs Egerton Monologue from The Americans

From The Americans by Edwin Davies Schoonmaker

female · anguished · 1:23 min

It all depends upon such little things, Things that we've never earned---- (MRS. ORR: Harry, you say?) That fall right at our feet we don't know how. The chance of birth! What right have I to this Who've never done one thing to help the world, While they who work their lives out---- (MRS. ORR: 'Help the world!') Can't even have the food and clothes they need. People have asked me why--that's why it is I've done my shopping in the city lately. You meet them in the stores and on the streets. And they're so thin, so worn with the long strike. Just think of children crying for mere bread! It's horrible. I thought this afternoon As I stood at the window looking out-- Through the first snow the motor cars came up. I don't believe they even noticed it. It means so little to them. It's just snow. But in the workers' homes--I just can't think Of God as looking down with unconcern. I couldn't love Him if I thought He could.

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