Sachel Monologue from The Ghetto: A Drama in Four Acts

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

male · anguished · 57 sec

Not a cent under twelve thousand. (ROSA, at the bridge, struggles with tears. (ESTHER: We shall see!) So we shall. Why doesn't he come? His miserable selfishness. My God, if anything has happened to him! He doesn't come. He might have been set upon and robbed--beaten, killed, by some cursed ruffian beyond the Ghetto. My God--I'm harsh--too harsh with him. I shall be chastened for it. I was harsh to his mother; yes, I know--I know; I broke her heart perhaps, and Rafael, poor boy----[Stops, listens.) His step! Yes; even--steady--he's in no distress. He's not worrying about me. He'll come home to sleep and get more money--that's all. He's a vagabond--a rascally vagabond! (Enter ESTHER.) (Enter RAFAEL by the bridge.)

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