Monologue

Valentine Monologue from You Never Can Tell

From You Never Can Tell by George Bernard Shaw

male · romantic · 58 sec

Yes, the whole world is like a feather dancing in the light now; and Gloria is the sun. I beg your pardon: I'm off. Back at nine. Good-bye. END OF ACT III ACT IV The same room. Nine o'clock. Nobody present. The lamps are lighted; but the curtains are not drawn. The window stands wide open; and strings of Chinese lanterns are glowing among the trees outside, with the starry sky beyond. The band is playing dance-music in the garden, drowning the sound of the sea. The waiter enters, shewing in Crampton and McComas. Crampton looks cowed and anxious. He sits down wearily and timidly on the ottoman.

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