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Page 43
STRANGER. But I'll not yield to the inevitable. Rather than that we
should lacerate each other I'll gash myself as a sacrifice to the
gods. I'll take the blame upon me; declare it was I who taught you
to break your chains. I who tempted you! Then you can lay all the
blame on me: for what I did, and what happened after.
LADY. You couldn't bear it.
STRANGER. Yes, I could. There are moments when I feel as if I bore
all the sin and sorrow, all the filth and shame of the whole world.
There are moments when I believe we are condemned to sin and do bad
actions as a punishment! (Pause.) Not long ago I lay sick of a
fever, and amidst all that happened to me, I dreamed that I saw a
crucifix without the Crucified. And when I asked the Dominican--for
there was a Dominican among many others--what it could mean, he
said: 'You will not allow Him to suffer for you. Suffer then
yourself!' That's why mankind have grown so conscious of their own
sufferings.
LADY. And why consciences grow so heavy, if there's no one to help
to bear the burden.
STRANGER. Have you also come to think so?
LADY. Not yet. But I'm on the way.
STRANGER. Put your hand in mine. From here let us go on together.
LADY. Where?
STRANGER. Back! The same way we came. Are you weary?
LADY. Now no longer.
STRANGER. Several times I sank exhausted. But I met a strange
beggar--perhaps you remember him: he was thought to be like me. And
he begged me, as an experiment, to believe his good intentions. I
did believe--as an experiment--and . ...
LADY. Well?
STRANGER. It went well with me. And since then I feel I've strength
to go on my way. ...
LADY. Let's go together!
STRANGER (turning to the sea). Yes. It's growing dark and the
clouds are gathering.
LADY. Don't look at the clouds.
STRANGER. And below there? What's that?
LADY. Only a wreck.
STRANGER (whispering). Three crosses! What new Golgotha awaits us?
LADY. They're white ones. That means good fortune.
STRANGER. Can good fortune ever come to us?
LADY. Yes. But not yet.
STRANGER. Let's go!
SCENE XV
ROOM IN AN HOTEL
[The room is as before. The LADY is sitting by the side of the
STRANGER, crocheting.]
LADY. Do say something.
STRANGER. I've nothing but unpleasant things to say, since we came
here.
LADY. Why were you so anxious to have this terrible room?
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