Nancy monologue (Act 2) — Comrades: A Drama in Three Acts

It’s most time to hear from Mr. Manning. Two days since we’ve had a letter. Queer freak that was of his’n, turning Mr. Marcus Graves out of doors, and all at once starting off west to bring him back. (_Dusts at back._) Couldn’t have been because Miss Bess was pining away, because she isn’t. Her appetite is good; and, when love doesn’t affect that, there’s no use in worrying. (_Dusts piano._) She’s just as happy all day riding about with Matt Winsor as she was with the other. And what a change in him. Came here, six months ago, a drunken tramp; and now he’s as spruce and clean and shiney as our copper boiler,——and so jolly and pleasant, too. And so eager to help, one can’t help liking him. I’m sure Miss Bess does. (_Dusts at mantel._) Look out, Mr. Graves; I wouldn’t give much for your chance three months from now, if you leave the field to the tramp.