Scarlet Pimpernell Interior Monologue

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  • Topic: The Scarlet Pimpernel, 2006 singles, Reign of Terror
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Standing here, trembling in the eerie silence of my husband’s room, I am confronted by all the memories we’ve shared together. I feel that a shadow as thick as a velvet curtain has been pulled from my eyes. How could I have been so blind to not have known? To not have known that my own husband, Sir Percy Blakeney, is none other than the elusive Scarlet Pimpernel himself! Imagine that? The man whom we all believed, even me his wife, to be a simpleton, a mere charming fool incapable of nothing more than inhaling his snuff in fact is a hero of the people. I feel in torment now, and I fear for his life! Oh, why was I so stupid to agree with Chauvelin’s demands? Please God, tell me why! I remember my last conversation with my dear husband. It felt so strangely awkward. His plans of sailing to France confused me, and while he talked, I did not listen. I was only concentrating on him, staring into his dear face and wondering about if he still had any love left for me at all. I scarcely noticed the cold wind of the port as it cooled my spine. The flood of tears that gushed down my cheeks could not be restrained; the thought of saying goodbye was excruciating. Now it’s worse! I fear that knowing my husband is the Scarlet Pimpernel will alter our relationship once and for all. I only wish that I could say sorry, and hope with all my heart that I will set eyes on my brave, brave husband once more. “La! Don’t be daft, man!” I sarcastically thought, as Chauvelin attempted to bribe me to wilfully help him trap the Scarlet Pimpernel. If I only could travel back into time and say no, or better yet have turned my back and left, perhaps my husband, Sir Percy, still might have a chance. The thought of my darling husband going under the guillotine is unbearable. It chills me to the bone, and I couldn’t be angrier at my own self for complying and carrying out Chauvelin’s demands. And now my husband’s AND brother’s lives are in jeopardy. Wondering if or how I...
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