Monologue

Quex Monologue from The Gay Lord Quex: A Comedy in Four Acts

From The Gay Lord Quex: A Comedy in Four Acts by Arthur Wing Pinero

male · sarcastic · 1:04 min

Thank you, my dear. But you're not far wrong--I was a blackguard till I met Miss Eden; and now, losing Miss Eden, perhaps I'm going to be a bigger blackguard than before. At the same time, you know, there's not much to choose between us; for you're a low spy, an impudent, bare-faced liar, a common kitchen-cat who wriggles into the best rooms, gets herself fondled, and then spits. (Passing her and throwing himself, full-length, upon the settee and settling himself to read.) Therefore I've no compunction in making you pay your share of this score, my dear Sophy--none whatever. [She walks feebly to the passage-door and stands rattling the handle in an uncertain way. At last she breaks down and cries a little.

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30s · anger · betrayal · identity · power · isolation

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