by Tennessee Williams
Excerpt from Prologue: Beulah
She could live with him in hate. People can live together in hate for a long time, Dolly. Notice their passion for money. I’ve always noticed when couples don’t love each other they develop a passion for money. Haven’t you seen that happen? Of course you have. Now there’s not many couples that stay devoted forever. Why, some git so they just barely tolerate each other’s existence. Isn’t that true?
Barely tolerate each other’s existence, and some don’t even do that. You know, Dolly Hamma, I don’t think half as many married men have committed suicide in this county as the Coroner says has done so!
I don’t think so, I know so. Why there’s couples that loathe and despise the sight, smell and sound of each other before that round-trip honeymoon ticket is punched at both ends, Dolly.
But they hang on together.
Year after year after year, accumulating property and money, building up wealth and respect and position in the towns they live in and the counties and cities and the churches they go to, belonging to the clubs and so on and so forth and not a soul but them knowin’ they have to go wash their hands after touching something the other one just put down!