Monologue

Scr Monologue from A Christmas Carol; Or, The Miser's Warning! (Adapted from Charles Dickens' Celebrated Work.)

From A Christmas Carol; Or, The Miser's Warning! (Adapted from Charles Dickens' Celebrated Work.) by C. Z. (Charles Zachary) Barnett

male · sarcastic · 59 sec

Marley has been dead seven years, and has left me his sole executor--his sole administrator--his sole residuary legatee--his sole friend--his sole mourner! My poor old partner! I was sorely grieved at his death, and shall never forget his funeral. Coming from it, I made one of the best bargains I ever made. Ha, ha. Folks say I'm tight-fisted--that I'm a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, clutching miser. What of that? It saves me from being annoyed by needy men and beggars. So, this is Christmas eve--and cold, bleak, biting weather it is, and folks are preparing to be merry. Bah! what's Christmas eve to me? what should it be to them? (Enter FRANK and BOB, 2 E. L. H.)

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