Hands Around [Reigen]: A Cycle of Ten DialoguesSchnitzler, Arthur
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Hands Around [Reigen]: A Cycle of Ten Dialogues
Schnitzler, Arthur
Austrian drama -- 19th century; Sex (Psychology) -- Drama; Sexual ethics -- Drama
But where are we going? There’s no one around. Come, let’s go back!…
It’s so dark!
SOLDIER
(_Pulling at his cigar until it glows brightly_) There … it’s already
getting brighter. Ha—! Oh, you dearie!
MAID
Oh! what are you doing there? If I had known this before!
SOLDIER
The devil take me, if any one at the dance to-day felt softer and
rounder than you, Miss Marie.
MAID
Did you find it out in the same way with all the others?
SOLDIER
You notice things … dancing. You find out lots that way!
MAID
But you danced much oftener with that cross-eyed blonde than with me.
SOLDIER
She’s an old friend of one of my pals.
MAID
Of the corporal with the upturned mustache?
SOLDIER
Oh no, I mean the civilian. You know, the one who was talking with me
at the table in the beginning. The one who has such a husky voice.
MAID
Oh I know. He’s fresh.
SOLDIER
Did he do anything to you? I’ll show him! What did he do to you?
MAID
Oh nothing… I only noticed how he was with the others.
SOLDIER
Tell me, Miss Marie…
MAID
You’ll burn me with your cigar.
SOLDIER
Pardon me!—Miss Marie—or may I say Marie?
MAID
We’re not such good friends yet…
SOLDIER
There’re many who don’t like each-other, and yet use first names.
MAID
Next time, if we… But, Frank!
SOLDIER
Oh, you remember my name?
MAID
But, Frank…
SOLDIER
That’s right, call me Frank, Miss Marie.
MAID
Don’t be so fresh—but, sh-h, suppose some one should come!
SOLDIER
What if some one did come? They couldn’t see anything two steps off.
MAID
For goodness’ sake, where are we going?
SOLDIER
Look! There’s two just like us.
MAID
Where? I don’t see anything.
SOLDIER
There … just ahead of us.
MAID
Why do you say: “two like us”—
SOLDIER
Well, I mean, they like each other too.
MAID
Look out! What’s that there? I nearly fell.
SOLDIER
Oh, that’s the meadow-gate.
MAID
Don’t shove me so. I’ll fall.
SOLDIER
Sh-h, not so loud.
MAID
Stop! Now I’m really going to scream—What are you doing?… Stop now—
SOLDIER
There’s no one anywhere around.
MAID
Then, let’s go back where the people are.
SOLDIER
We don’t need them. Why—Marie, we need … for that…
MAID
Stop, Frank, please, for Heaven’s sake! Listen to me, if I had … known
… oh … come!
* * * * *
SOLDIER
(_Blissfully_) Once more… Oh…
MAID
… I can’t see your face at all.
SOLDIER
Don’t matter—my face…
* * * * *
SOLDIER
Well, Miss Marie, you can’t stay here on the grass all night.
MAID
Please, Frank, help me.
SOLDIER
Oh, come along.
MAID
Oh, Lord help me, Frank.
SOLDIER
Well, what’s the matter with me?
MAID
You’re a bad man, Frank.
SOLDIER
Yes, yes. Say, wait a minute.
MAID
Why do you leave me alone?
SOLDIER
Can’t you let me light my cigar!
MAID
It’s so dark.
SOLDIER
It’ll be light again to-morrow morning.
MAID
Tell me, at least, you love me.
SOLDIER
Well, you must have felt that, Miss Marie!
MAID
Where are we going now?
SOLDIER
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