That's all right and fine enough. But I don't think I'll be travelling off with her this evening. (GESCHWITZ: You will let your bride journey all alone, after all?) In the first place, the old fellow's going with her to protect her in case anything serious--. My escort could only be suspicious. And secondly, I must wait here till my costumes are ready. I'll get across the frontier soon enough alright,--and I hope in the meantime she'll put on a little embonpoint, too. Then we'll get married, provided I can present her before a respectable public. I love the practical in a woman: what theories they make up for themselves are all the same to me. Aren't they to you too, doctor? (ALVA: I haven't heard what you were saying.) I'd never have got my person mixed up in this plot if she hadn't kept tickling my bare pate, before her sentence. If only she doesn't start doing too much as soon as she's out of Germany! I'd like best to take her to London for six months, and let her fill up on plum-cakes. In London one expands just from the sea air. And then, too, in London one doesn't feel with every swallow of beer as if the hand of fate were at one's throat.

Rodrigo Quast Monologue from Pandora's Box: A Tragedy in Three Acts

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