Monologue

The Sergeant Monologue from The Devil's Disciple

From The Devil's Disciple by Bernard Shaw

male · defiant · 49 sec

(pugnacious and patriotic, repudiating the idea of defeat). ’Tention. Now then: cock up your chins, and show ’em you don’t care a damn for ’em. Slope arms! Fours! Wheel! Quick march! The drum marks time with a tremendous bang; the band strikes up British Grenadiers; and the sergeant, Brudenell, and the English troops march off defiantly to their quarters. The townsfolk press in behind, and follow them up the market, jeering at them; and the town band, a very primitive affair, brings up the rear, playing Yankee Doodle. Essie, who comes in with them, runs to Richard.

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