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Page 40
STRANGER. I cannot bow the knee. I cannot. Help me, God Eternal.
(Pause.)
MOTHER (after a hasty prayer). Do you feel better?
STRANGER. Yes. ... It was not death. It was annihilation!
MOTHER. The annihilation of the Divine. We call it spiritual death.
STRANGER. I see. (Without irony.) I begin to understand.
MOTHER. My son! You have left Jerusalem and are on the road to
Damascus. Go back the same way you came. Erect a cross at every
station, and stay at the seventh. For you, there are not fourteen,
as for Him.
STRANGER. You speak in riddles.
MOTHER. Then go your way. Search out those to whom you have
something to say. First, your wife.
STRANGER. Where is she?
MOTHER. You must find her. On your way don't forget to call on him
you named the werewolf.
STRANGER. Never!
MOTHER. You'd have said that, as you came here. As you know, I
expected your coming.
STRANGER. Why?
MOTHER. For no one reason.
STRANGER. Just as I saw this kitchen ... in a trance. ...
MOTHER. That's why I now regret trying to separate you and
Ingeborg. Go and search for her. If you find her, well and good. If
not, perhaps that too has been ordained. (Pause.) Dawn's now at
hand. Morning has come and the night has passed.
STRANGER. Such a night!
MOTHER. You'll remember it.
STRANGER. Not all of it ... yet something.
MOTHER (looking out of the window, as if to herself). Lovely
morning star--how far from heaven have you fallen!
STRANGER (after a pause). Have you noticed that, before the sun
rises, a feeling of awe takes hold of mankind? Are we children of
darkness, that we tremble before the light?
MOTHER. Will you never be tired of questioning?
STRANGER. Never. Because I yearn for light.
MOTHER. Go then, and search. And peace be with you!
SCENE XII
IN THE RAVINE
[The same landscape as before, but in autumn colouring. The trees
have lost their leaves. Work is going on at the smithy and the
mill. The SMITH stands, left, in the doorway; the MILLER'S wife,
right. The LADY dressed in a jacket with a hat of patent leather;
but she is in mourning. The STRANGER is in Bavarian alpine kit:
short jacket of rough material, knickers, heavy boots and
alpenstock, green hat with heath-cock feather. Over this he wears a
brown cloak with a cape and hood.]
LADY (entering tired and dispirited). Did a man pass here in a long
cloak, with a green hat? (The SMITH and the MILLER'S WIFE shake
their heads.) Can I lodge here for the night? (The SMITH and the
MILLER'S WIFE again shake their heads: to the SMITH.) May I stand
in the doorway for a moment and warm myself? (The SMITH pushes her
away.) God reward you according to your deserts!
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