Stephen More Monologue from The Mob: A Play in Four Acts

From The Mob: A Play in Four Acts by John Galsworthy

male · anguished · 49 sec

Sir John, imagine what the last two months have been to me! To see people turn away in the street--old friends pass me as if I were a wall! To dread the post! To go to bed every night with the sound of hooting in my ears! To know that my name is never referred to without contempt---- (SIR JOHN: You have your new friends. Plenty of them, I understand.) Does that make up for being spat at as I was last night? Your battles are fool's play to it. The stir and rustle of the crowd in the street grows louder. SIR JOHN turns his head towards it.

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