NIKÍTA. Don't shield me! I fear no one now! Forgive me, Christian
Commune! [Bows to the ground].
Silence.
POLICE OFFICER. Bind him! The marriage is evidently off!
Men come up with their belts.
NIKÍTA. Wait, there's plenty of time! [Bows to the ground before his
father] Father, dear father, forgive me too,--fiend that I am! You told
me from the first, when I took to bad ways, you said then, "If a claw is
caught, the bird is lost!" I would not listen to your words, dog that I
was, and it has turned out as you said! Forgive me, for Christ's sake!
AKÍM [rapturously] God will forgive you, my own son! [Embraces him] You
have had no mercy on yourself, He will show mercy on you! God--God! It
is He!
Enter Elder.
ELDER. There are witnesses enough here.
POLICE OFFICER. We will have the examination at once.
Nikíta is bound.
AKOULÍNA [goes and stands by his side] I shall tell the truth! Ask me!
NIKÍTA [bound] No need to ask! I did it all myself. The design was mine,
and the deed was mine. Take me where you like. I will say no more!
Curtain.
END OF "THE POWER OF DARKNESS."
[ Transcriber's Note:
The following is a list of corrections made to the original. The first
line is the original line, the second the corrected one.
about the lass or about yourself Twist them, I mean, to make it better
about the lass or about yourself. Twist them, I mean, to make it better
daresay the samovár is still hot I'll also go and help a bit.
daresay the samovár is still hot. I'll also go and help a bit.
NIKÍTA. I don't want it! Put out the light . . Oh, how dull I feel, how
NIKÍTA. I don't want it! Put out the light ... Oh, how dull I feel, how
SCENE 1
SCENE 1.
thanking us! And the guests are all of the best: Ivan Moséitch is there,
thanking us! And the guests are all of the best: Iván Moséitch is there,
MÍTRICH. What?
MÍTRITCH. What?
NIKÍTA. You tell me not to fear men.
NIKÍTA. You tell me not to fear men?
MÍTRICH. Why fear such muck as they are? You look at 'em in the
MÍTRITCH. Why fear such muck as they are? You look at 'em in the
ANÍSYA. Nikíta darling, what's the matter with you. Oh my head, my head!
ANÍSYA. Nikíta darling, what's the matter with you? Oh my head, my head!
]
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