Plays: the Father; Countess Julie; the Outlaw; the Stronger by August Strindberg
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page 93 of 215 (43%)
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CAPTAIN. That is the only thing we do know, but of life we know nothing! Oh, if one had only known from the beginning. NURSE. Mr. Adolf, humble your hard heart and cry to God for mercy; it is not yet too late. It was not too late for the thief on the cross, when the Saviour said, "Today shalt thou be with me in Paradise." CAPTAIN. Are you croaking for a corpse already, you old crow? [Nurse takes a hymnbook out of her pocket.] CAPTAIN [Calls]. Noejd, is Noejd out there? [Noejd comes in.] CAPTAIN. Throw this woman out! She wants to suffocate me with her hymn-book. Throw her out of the window, or up the chimney, or anywhere. NOEJD. [Looks at Nurse]. Heaven help you, Captain, but I can't do that, I can't. If it were only six men, but a woman! CAPTAIN. Can't you manage one woman, eh? NOEJD. Of course I can,--but--well, you see, it's queer, but one never wants to lay hands on a woman. CAPTAIN. Why not? Haven't they laid hands on me? |
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