Plays: Comrades; Facing Death; Pariah; Easter - LightNovelsOnl.com
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MAID. The mistress sent for the picture herself.
BERTHA. That's not true. For that matter, it's not my picture, anyway.
It's your master's. Put it down there. [The maid and the man go out.]
Perhaps it isn't yours, Axel? let's see. [Axel places himself in front of picture.] Move a little so we can see.
AXEL [Gives way]. It's a mistake.
BERTHA [Shrieks]. What! What is this! It's a mistake! What does it mean?
It's my picture, but it's Axel's number! Oh!
[She falls in a faint. The doctor and Carl carry her into her room left, the women follow.]
ABEL. She is dying!
MRS. STARCK. Heaven help us, what is this! The poor little dear!
Doctor ostermark, do something, say something--and Axel stands there crestfallen.
[Axel and Willmer are alone.]
AXEL. This is your doing.
WILLMER. My doing?
[Axel takes him by the ear.]
AXEL. Yes, yours, but not altogether. But I am going to give you your share. [He leads hunt to the door, which he opens with one foot, and kicks out Willmer with the other.] Out with you!
WILLMER. I'll get even for this!
AXEL. I shall be waiting for it!
[Doctor and Carl come in.]
DR. oSTERMARK. What's the trouble with the picture, anyway?
AXEL. Nothing--only that it seemed to represent sulphuric acid.
CARL. Now tell us, are you refused, or is she?
AXEL. I am refused on her picture. I wanted to help her a bit, as a good comrade, and that's why I changed the numbers.
DR. oSTERMARK. Yes, but there is something else too. She says that you don't love her any more.
AXEL. She is right in that. That's how it is, and tomorrow we part.
DR. oSTERMARK and CARL. Part?
AXEL. Yes, when there are no ties to bind things, they loosen of themselves. This wasn't a marriage; it was only living together, or something even worse.
DR. oSTERMARK. There is bad air here. Come, let's go.
AXEL. Yes, I want to get out--out of here. [They start for the door.
Abel comes in.]
ABEL. What, are you leaving?
AXEL. Does that astonish you?
ABEL. Let me have a word with you.
AXEL. Go on.
ABEL. Don't you want to go in and see Bertha?
AXEL. No!
ABEL. What have you done to her?
AXEL. I have bent her.
ABEL. I noticed that--she is black and blue around the wrists! Look at me! I didn't think that of you. Well, conqueror, triumph now!
AXEL. It's an uncertain conquest, and I don't even wish for it.
ABEL. Are you sure of that? [She leans over to Axel, in low voice.]
Bertha loves you now--now that you have bent her.
AXEL. I know it. But I don't love her any longer.
ABEL. Won't you go in and see her?
AXEL. No, it's all over. [Takes doctor's arm.] Come!
ABEL. May I take a message to Bertha?
AXEL. No! Yes! Tell her, that I despise and abhor her.
ABEL. Good-bye, my friend.
AXEL. Good-bye, my enemy.
ABEL. Enemy?
AXEL. Are you my friend?
ABEL. I don't know. Both and neither. I am a b.a.s.t.a.r.d--
AXEL. We are all that, as we are crocheted out of man and woman! Perhaps you have loved me in your way, as you wanted to separate Bertha and me.
