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
Richard.
Yes, yes; to be sure. But first, haven't you something to tell _me_?
Norbert (_with an embarrassed smile_).
Yes; but not to-day--when you're so----
Richard.
The very day, dear boy! To-morrow I may but there's nothing to tell,
after all. Aunt Beata and I have seen this coming and it has made us
very happy.
Norbert.
(_Flinging his arms about his father_.) Father! Father!
Richard.
Norbert! My dear lad! But we don't yet know what Uncle Michael will
say----
Norbert.
Uncle Michael? When I'm _your_ son? Father, you've heard something. You
wouldn't frighten me for nothing.
Richard.
I have heard nothing. But, Norbert, listen. Whatever comes to you in
after days, I want you to remember one thing: it doesn't matter whether
we succeed or not. What we need is the guiding note of a voice that
seems the echo of our best hopes. It doesn't matter whether we are
mistaken in the voice or not--the great thing is to hear it. And the
worst thing is not to feel the need of it.
Norbert.
Thank you, father. I'm not sure I understand--but you may be sure I
shall listen for the voice.
Richard.
And one thing more. Uncle Michael is very busy just now. Leave him
alone for a day or two--even if you have the chance of speaking. And
let me see you to-morrow morning early. I may have to go on a long
journey--and before I start----
Norbert.
On a journey? Now? Just as you----
Richard (_nods_).
This is between ourselves. But meanwhile, try to see Aunt Beata for a
moment. I want you to tell her--but stay, I'll write. (_He seats
himself at the writing-table and begins to write_.)
_Enter_ George.
George.
His Excellency Baron Ludwig von Voelkerlingk.
_Enter_ Baron Ludwig. Richard _starts up, pleased and surprised_.
George.
The evening papers, your Excellency. (_He puts them down and goes
out_.)
Richard.
Ludwig! It's a long time since you've given me this pleasure.
Baron Ludwig.
Thank you, Richard.
Richard.
Will you excuse me a moment? I am finishing a letter. (_He folds the
letter, puts it into an envelope and writes the address, while_ Norbert
_and_ Baron Ludwig _are greeting each other_.) There!
Norbert (_taking the letter_).
An answer, father?
Richard.
As soon as possible. (Norbert _goes out_.)
Baron Ludwig.
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