The Dean Monologue from Dandy Dick

From Dandy Dick by Arthur Wing Pinero

contemplative · 1:30 min

I--I am upset to-night, Blore. Of course you leave this day month. I--I Blore! He's gone! If I don't call him back the Spire may be richer to-morrow by five hundred pounds. I won't dwell on it. I'll read--I'll read. Rain, thunder. How it assimilates with the tempest of my mind! I'll read. Bless me! This is very strange. "The Horse and its Ailments, by John Cox, M. R. C. V. S." It was with the aid of this volume that I used to doctor my old mare at Oxford. A leaf turned down. "Simple remedies for chills--the Bolus." The helpless beast in my stable is suffering from a chill. Good gracious! If I allow Blore to risk my fifty pounds on Dandy Dick, surely it would be advisable to administer this Bolus to the poor animal without delay. I have these drugs in my chest. There's not a moment to be lost! I shall want help. I'll fetch my medicine chest.

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