Sachel Monologue from The Ghetto: A Drama in Four Acts

From The Ghetto: A Drama in Four Acts by Herman Heijermans

male · defiant · 1:01 min

Where is he, you had better ask! Unless I stay up till midnight, I never meet him. (AARON: Oh, well, a young fellow has to have his day I suppose.) Did I have my day? I was one of eight souls who crawled and starved in a room half as big as my shop parlour. I have known hunger to gnaw at my belly, till I cried myself to sleep, and dreamt that I was disembowelled. And my grandmother died, and my little sister too, from sheer want. Sheer want! At his age I could have bought and sold him twice a day. The fellow is a worthless vagabond! (AARON: H'm. I suppose, if the truth be said, he is a worthless vagabond!) You--what affair is it of yours? You would give half you have--and that wouldn't be much--to have him in your household!

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