Savva and the Life of Man: Two plays by Leonid AndreyevAndreyev, Leonid
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Savva and the Life of Man: Two plays by Leonid Andreyev
Andreyev, Leonid
Russian drama -- Translations into English
You are quite right, brother. When I was little I loved to torture
animals. That developed cruelty in me. I won't allow my son to
torture animals. Even after I had grown up I often made mistakes in my
friendships and love. I chose friends who were unworthy and women who
were faithless. I'll explain to my son--
DOCTOR _(enters and says aloud)_
Your wife is feeling very bad. She wants to see you.
FATHER
Oh, my God! _(He and the Doctor leave)_
_[The Relatives seat themselves in a semicircle. Solemn silence for a
time. Someone in Gray stands motionless in the corner, His stony face
turned toward them._
RELATIVES' CONVERSATION
--Do you think, dear, she may die?
--No, I don't think so. She is a very impatient woman and makes too
much of her pains. All women bear children and none of them die. I
have borne six children.
--But the way she screamed, mamma?
--Yes, her face was purple from screaming. I noticed it.
--Not from screaming, but from laboring. You don't understand about
these things. My face got purple too, but I didn't scream.
--Not long ago an acquaintance of mine, the civil engineer's wife,
gave birth to a child, and she scarcely made a sound.
--I know. There's no need for my brother to be so upset. One must be
firm and take things calmly. And I'm afraid, too, he'll introduce a
lot of his fantastic notions in the bringing up of his children and
indulge their every whim.
--He's a very weak character. He has little enough money, and yet he
lends it to people who don't deserve to be trusted.
--Do you know how much the child's layette cost?
--Don't talk to me of it! It gets on my nerves, my brother's
extravagance does. I often quarrel with him because he's so
improvident.
--They say a stork brings babies. What sort of a stork is it?
_[The young men burst out laughing._
--Don't talk nonsense. I gave birth to five children right in your
presence, and I'm no stork, thank the Lord.
_[The young men burst our laughing again. The Elderly Woman eyes them
long and sternly._
--It's only a superstition. Children are born in an absolutely natural
way, firmly established by science. They've moved to new quarters now.
--Who?
--The engineer and his wife. Their old place was chilly and damp. They
complained to the landlord several times, but he paid no attention.
--I think it's better to live in a small place that's warm than in a
large place that's damp. You are liable to catch your death of cold
and rheumatism if you live in a damp house.
--I have a friend, too, who lives in a very damp house. And I too.
Very damp.
--There are so many damp places nowadays.
--Tell me, please--I've been wanting to ask you a long time--how do
you remove a grease stain from light-colored material?
--Woollen?
--No, silk.
_[The child's crying is heard behind the scene._
--Take a piece of ice and rub it on the spot hard. Then take a hot
iron and press the spot.
--No? Fancy, how simple! I heard benzine was better.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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