Monologue

Nan Monologue from The Power of Darkness

From The Power of Darkness by Leo, graf Tolstoy

female · dark · 1:02 min

Mother, I heard myself. "I'll get you a little shawl," he says, blest if he didn't; "you shall choose it yourself," he says. And she got herself up so fine; she put on her velveteen coat and the French shawl. ANÍSYA. Really, a girl's modesty reaches only to the door. Step over the threshold and it's forgotten. She is a shameless creature. MÍTRITCH. Oh my! What's the use of being ashamed? While there's plenty of money make merry. Oh Lord! It is too soon to have supper, eh? (Anísya does not answer) I'll go and get warm meanwhile. (Climbs on the stove) Oh Lord! Blessed Virgin Mother! holy Nicholas! NEIGHBOUR (enters) Seems your goodman's not back yet? ANÍSYA. No.

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