Monologue

Twisden Monologue from The Fugitive: A Play in Four Acts

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

male · dramatic · 47 sec

What's open to you if you don't go back? Come, what's your position? Neither fish, flesh, nor fowl; fair game for everybody. Believe me, Mrs. Dedmond, for a pretty woman to strike, as it appears you're doing, simply because the spirit of her marriage has taken flight, is madness. You must know that no one pays attention to anything but facts. If now--excuse me--you--you had a lover, (His eyes travel round the room and again rest on her) you would, at all events, have some ground under your feet, some sort of protection, but (He pauses) as you have not--you've none.

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