The Joy of Living (Es lebe das Leben): A Play in Five ActsSudermann, Hermann
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The Joy of Living (Es lebe das Leben): A Play in Five Acts
Sudermann, Hermann
German drama -- Translations into English
The Countess is right, Richard. It was foolish of us not to speak to
each other.
Richard.
My dear Ludwig, perhaps we hadn't enough to say.
Baron Ludwig.
Or too much!
Richard.
Possibly. (_To_ Beata.) But, Countess----
Beata (_turning to join the others_).
No, no. I am going to leave you two together. (_She moves away_.)
Richard.
Why do you look at her so strangely?
Baron Ludwig.
Strangely? What do you mean?
Richard.
You begrudge me this friendship, Ludwig.
Baron Ludwig.
Do I? Perhaps. You must remember that I am very lonely. I had hoped
that your house might----
Richard.
My house? With Leonie----?
Baron Ludwig.
Yes--your friend is different from Leonie.
Richard.
You needn't envy me, Ludwig. My friend is a dying woman. Every day I
ask myself if I shall ever see her again.
Baron Ludwig.
My dear Richard, the woman lives in a thousand energies. She will
survive us both.
Richard.
God grant it!
Baron Ludwig.
But--be on your guard.
Richard.
What do you mean?
Baron Ludwig.
(_Glancing at_ Kellinghausen.) Can we find a quiet corner somewhere?
(_He takes_ Richard's _arm and they go toward the other room_.)
_Enter_ Leonie, _on_ Norbert's _arm_.
Leonie (_meeting the brothers_).
What a touching spectacle! Look, Norbert!
Baron Ludwig.
Don't detain us, Leonie. We're going to have our photograph taken. (_He
and_ Richard _go out_.)
Leonie (_advancing toward the front_).
How enchanting! And Beata as the angel of peace! Quite a new role for
you, isn't it, dear? But you're _so_ versatile!
Beata.
Dear Leonie, find fault with me when I sow discord, but praise me when
I make peace.
Leonie.
Do you care so much for praise?
Beata.
Don't you?
Leonie.
Oh, no one ever praises me. I suppose I don't know how to play my
cards. Norbert, please have the carriage called.
Norbert.
Very well, mother. (_Goes out_.)
Leonie.
Ah, Prince--good-evening! (_He kisses her hand_.) How is it we never
see you at our missionary meetings? Her Royal Highness wished me to say
that she counts on your help. Isn't that flattering? (_To the others_.)
The Prince is one of us, you know. He serves the cause of religion
faithfully----
Prince.
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