Tuesday, December 14, 2004
my monologue
auditions are tomorrow... I hope I can memorize this in time!
LADY MARKBY: Gertrude, you have married a pattern husband. I wish I could say as much for myself. But since Sir John has taken to attending the debates regularly, his language is becoming quite impossible. He always seems to think that he is addressing the House, and consequently whenever he disscusses the state of the agricultural labourer, or the Welsh Church, or something quite improper of that kind, I am obliged to send all of the servants out of the room. It is not pleasant to see one's own butler, who has been with one for twenty-three years, actually blushing at the side-board. I assure you, my life will be quite ruined unless they send John at once the the Upper House. He won't take any interest in politics then, will he? But in his present state, Sir John is really a great trial. Why, this morning before breakfast was half over, he stood up on the hearthrug, put his hands in his pockets, and appealed to the country at the top of his voice. I left the table as soon as I had my second cup of tea, of course. But his violent language could be heard all over the house!
LADY MARKBY: Gertrude, you have married a pattern husband. I wish I could say as much for myself. But since Sir John has taken to attending the debates regularly, his language is becoming quite impossible. He always seems to think that he is addressing the House, and consequently whenever he disscusses the state of the agricultural labourer, or the Welsh Church, or something quite improper of that kind, I am obliged to send all of the servants out of the room. It is not pleasant to see one's own butler, who has been with one for twenty-three years, actually blushing at the side-board. I assure you, my life will be quite ruined unless they send John at once the the Upper House. He won't take any interest in politics then, will he? But in his present state, Sir John is really a great trial. Why, this morning before breakfast was half over, he stood up on the hearthrug, put his hands in his pockets, and appealed to the country at the top of his voice. I left the table as soon as I had my second cup of tea, of course. But his violent language could be heard all over the house!
