Man monologue (Act 1) — Arms and the Man

It’s good enough for a man with only you to stand between him and death. (_As they look at one another for a moment, Raina hardly able to believe that even a Servian officer can be so cynically and selfishly unchivalrous, they are startled by a sharp fusillade in the street. The chill of imminent death hushes the man’s voice as he adds_) Do you hear? If you are going to bring those scoundrels in on me you shall receive them as you are. (_Raina meets his eye with unflinching scorn. Suddenly he starts, listening. There is a step outside. Someone tries the door, and then knocks hurriedly and urgently at it. Raina looks at the man, breathless. He throws up his head with the gesture of a man who sees that it is all over with him, and, dropping the manner which he has been assuming to intimidate her, flings the cloak to her, exclaiming, sincerely and kindly_) No use: I’m done for. Quick! wrap yourself up: they’re coming!