Fires of St. John: A Drama in Four ActsSudermann, Hermann
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Fires of St. John: A Drama in Four Acts
Sudermann, Hermann
German drama -- Translations into English
But supposing I were the cat, who would then be the mouse?
Pastor.
That would be sinful and wicked in you!!!
Marie.
But one cannot be the cat and the mouse at the same time?
Pastor.
Yes, one can! But he who does, plays with his own destruction!
Marie.
And if one destroys one's self, who cares?
Pastor.
You should not talk like that, Miss Marie.
Marie.
Oh, it is all nonsense, all nonsense, for to-night is St. John's night.
Do you see that fire yonder. Pastor? They had to put it out! But there,
on the hill--look, there, there! How beautiful! How wild!
Pastor.
Yes, and when you look closely, it is nothing more than a mass of dirty
lumber.
Marie.
For shame, Pastor!
Pastor.
Like everything that blazes, except the sun----
Marie.
You should not have said that, Pastor--you should not. I don't want it!
I will not have you slander my St. John's fires! I want to enjoy it
once--only once--then nevermore!!!
Pastor.
[_Disturbed_.] My dear Miss Marie, I do not understand the reason for
your agitation, and I will not question you! But of your struggles--you
shall know that you have a friend near you, on whom you can rely, now
and for all time to come. Marie, I don't know how to express myself;
but I desire to shield and protect you all your life--I will worship
you----
Marie.
Pastor, do you know who and what I am?
Pastor.
I do!
Marie.
And who my mother is?
Pastor.
I know all!
Marie.
Pastor, how am I to understand this?
Pastor.
Marie, I know I should not have spoken, at least not now. I should have
waited--it was stupid of me, I know; but I have such a fear--a fear for
you. You are going to the city to-night and I don't know what may
happen! But you shall know before you go, where you belong and that
your future is assured!
Marie.
[_With a sigh of relief--almost a sob_.] Ah--ah--ah----!
Pastor.
Marie, I do not want an answer now. Besides, I must first notify
my father. Though he is but a simple farmer, he shall not be
slighted-- Marie----
Marie.
[_Shrinking--dully_.] Yes, that is--perhaps--what I need--ah! [_Sinks
in chair_.]
Pastor.
Why, what is the matter? Shall I get you a glass of water? Or would you
prefer wine?
Marie.
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