Plays by August Strindberg: Creditors. Pariah. by August Strindberg
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you, and you had to use your crutches when you walked, but this is
not to say that my presence has been the cause of your recovery. You needed a rest, and you had a craving for masculine company. ADOLPH. Oh, that's true enough, like everything you say. Once I used to have men for friends, but I thought them superfluous after I married, and I felt quite satisfied with the one I had chosen. Later I was drawn into new circles and made a lot of acquaintances, but my wife was jealous of them--she wanted to keep me to herself: worse still--she wanted also to keep my friends to herself. And so I was left alone with my own jealousy. GUSTAV. Yes, you have a strong tendency toward that kind of disease. ADOLPH. I was afraid of losing her--and I tried to prevent it. There is nothing strange in that. But I was never afraid that she might be deceiving me-- GUSTAV. No, that's what married men are never afraid of. ADOLPH. Yes, isn't it queer? What I really feared was that her friends would get such an influence over her that they would begin to exercise some kind of indirect power over me--and THAT is something I couldn't bear. GUSTAV. So your ideas don't agree--yours and your wife's? ADOLPH. Seeing that you have heard so much already, I may as well tell you everything. My wife has an independent nature--what are |
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