Yes, both ... Once the lift broke; the other time it was fire damp.--Old

Beipst has yet a third son and he has gone down to the mine too since

last Easter.

LOTH

Is it possible? And doesn't the father object?

HELEN

No, not at all. Only he is even more morose than he used to be. Haven't

you seen him yet?

LOTH

How could I?

HELEN

Why, he sat near here this morning, under the gateway.

LOTH

Oh! So he works on the farm here?

HELEN

He has been with us for years.

LOTH

Does he limp?

HELEN

Yes, quite badly, indeed.

LOTH

Ah--ha! And what was it that happened to his leg?

HELEN

That's a delicate subject. You have met Mr. Kahl?... But I must tell you

this story very softly. [_She draws nearer to LOTH._] His father, you

know, was just as silly about hunting as he is. When wandering

apprentices came into his yard he shot at them--sometimes only into the

air in order to frighten them. He had a violent temper too, and

especially when he had been drinking. Well, I suppose Beipst grumbled one

day--he likes to grumble, you know--and so the farmer snatched up his

rifle and fired at him. Beipst, you know, used to be coachman at the

Kahls.

LOTH

Outrage and iniquity wherever one goes.

HELEN

[_Growing more uncertain and excited in her speech._] Oh, I've had my own

thoughts often and often ... and I've felt so sick with pity for them

all, for old Beipst and ... When the farmers are so coarse and brutish

like--well, like Streckmann, who--lets his farm hands starve and feeds

sweetmeats to the dogs. I've often felt confused in my mind since I came

home from boarding-school ... I have my burden too!--But I'm talking

nonsense. It can't possibly interest you, and you will only laugh at me

to yourself.

LOTH

But, my dear Miss Krause, how can you think that? Why should I?

HELEN

How can you help it? You'll think anyhow: she's no better than the rest

here!

LOTH

I think ill of no one.

HELEN

Oh, you can't make me believe that--ever!

LOTH

But what occasion have I given, you to make you ...

HELEN

[_Almost in tears._] Oh, don't talk. You despise us; you may be sure that

you do. Why, how can you help despising us--[_tearfully_]--even my

brother-in-law, even me. Indeed, me above all, and you have--oh, you have

truly good reasons for it!

[_She quickly turns her back to LOTH, no longer able to master her

emotion, and disappears through the orchard into the background. LOTH

passes through the little gate and follows her slowly._

MRS. KRAUSE

[_In morning costume, ridiculously over-dressed, comes out of the house.

Her face is crimson with rage. She screams._] The low-lived hussy! Marie!

Marie!! Under my roof! Out with the brazen hussy!

[_She runs across the yard and disappears in the stable. MRS. SPILLER

appears in the house-door; she is crocheting. From within the stable

resound scolding and howling._

MRS. KRAUSE

[_Comes out of the stable driving the howling maid before her._] Slut of

a wench!--[_The maid almost screams._]--Git out o' here this minute! Pack

yer things 'n then git out!

THE MAID

[_Catching sight of MRS. SPILLER, hurls her milking stool and pail from

her._] That's your doin'! I'll git even with you!

[_Sobbing, she runs up the stairs to the loft._

HELEN

[_Joining MRS. KRAUSE._] Why, what did she do?

MRS. KRAUSE

[_Roughly._] Any o' your business?

HELEN

[_Passionately, almost weeping._] Yes, it is my business.

MRS. SPILLER

[_Coming up quickly._] Dear Miss Helen, it's nothing fit for the ear of a

young lady ...

MRS. KRAUSE

An' I'd like to know why not! She ain't made o' sugar. The wench lay abed

with the hired man. Now you know it!

HELEN

[_In a commanding voice._] The maid shall stay for all that!

MRS. KRAUSE

Wench!

HELEN

Good! Then I'll tell father that you spend your nights just the same way

with William Kahl.

MRS. KRAUSE

[_Strikes her full in the face._] There you got a reminder!

HELEN

[_Deathly pale, but even more firmly._] And I say the maid shall stay!

Otherwise I'll make it known--you ... with William Kahl ... your cousin,

my betrothed ... I'll tell the whole world.

MRS. KRAUSE

[_Her assurance breaking down._] Who can say it's so!

HELEN

I can. For I saw him this morning coming out of your bed-room ...

[_She goes swiftly into the house._

[_MRS. KRAUSE totters, almost fainting. MRS. SPILLER hurries to her

with smelling-salts._

MRS. SPILLER

Oh, Madame, Madame!

MRS. KRAUSE

Sp--iller; the maid c'n ss-stay!

THE CURTAIN FALLS QUICKLY

THE THIRD ACT

_Time: a few minutes after the incident between HELEN and her

step-mother in the yard. The scene is that of the first act._

_Dr. SCHIMMELPFENNIG sits at the table in the foreground to the left.

He is writing a prescription. His slouch hat, cotton gloves and cane

lie on the table before him. He is short and thick-set of figure; his

hair is black and clings in small, firm curls to his head; his

moustache is rather heavy. He wears a black coat after the pattern of

the Jaeger reform garments. He has the habit of stroking or pulling

his moustache almost uninterruptedly; the more excited he is, the

more violent is this gesture. When he speaks to HOFFMANN his

expression is one of enforced equanimity, but a touch of sarcasm

hovers about the corners of his mouth. His gestures, which are

thoroughly natural, are lively, decisive and angular. HOFFMANN walks

up and down, dressed in a silk dressing-gown and slippers. The table

in the background to the right is laid for breakfast: costly

porcelain, dainty rolls, a decanter with rum, etc._

HOFFMANN

Are you satisfied with my wife's appearance, doctor?

DR. SCHIMMELPFENNIG

She's looking well enough. Why not?

HOFFMANN

And do you think that everything will pass favourably?

DR. SCHIMMELPFENNIG

I hope so.

HOFFMANN

[_After a pause, with hesitation._] Doctor, I made up my mind--weeks

ago--to ask your advice in a very definite matter as soon as I came here.

DR. SCHIMMELPFENNIG

[_Who has hitherto talked and written at the same time, lays his pen

aside, arises, and hands HOFFMANN the finished prescription._] Here ... I

suppose you'll have that filled quite soon. [_Taking up his hat, cane and

gloves._] Your wife complains of headaches, and so--[_looking into his

hat and adopting a dry, business-like tone_]--and so, before I forget:

try, if possible, to make it clear to your wife that she is in a measure

responsible for the new life that is to come into the world. I have

already said something to her of the consequences of tight lacing.

HOFFMANN

Certainly, doctor ... I'll do my very best to make it clear to her that

...

DR. SCHIMMELPFENNIG

[_Bowing somewhat awkwardly._] Good morning. [_He is about to go but

stops again._] Ah, yes, you wanted my advice ...

[_He regards HOFFMANN coldly._

HOFFMANN

If you can spare me a little while ... [_With a touch of affectation._]

You know about the frightful death of my first boy. You were near enough

to watch it. You know also what my state of mind was.--One doesn't

believe it at first, but--time does heal!... And, after all, I have cause

to be grateful now, since it seems that my dearest wish is about to be

fulfilled. You understand that I must do everything, everything--it has

cost me sleepless nights and yet I don't know yet, not even yet, just

what I must do to guard the unborn child from the terrible fate of its

little brother. And that is what I wanted to ask ...

DR. SCHIMMELPFENNIG

[_Dryly and business-like._] Separation from the mother is the

indispensable condition of a healthy development.

HOFFMANN

So it is that! Do you mean complete separation?... Is the child not even

to be in the same house with its mother?

DR. SCHIMMELPFENNIG

Not if you are seriously concerned for the preservation of your child.

And your wealth permits you the greatest freedom of movement in this

respect.

HOFFMANN

Yes, thank God. I have already bought a villa with a very large park in

the neighbourhood of Hirschberg. Only I thought that my wife too ...

DR. SCHIMMELPFENNIG

[_Pulls at his moustache and stares at the floor. Thoughtfully._] Why

don't you buy a villa somewhere else for your wife?

[_HOFFMANN shrugs his shoulders._

DR. SCHIMMELPFENNIG

[_As before._] Could you not, perhaps, engage the interest of your

sister-in-law for the task of bringing up this child?

HOFFMANN

If you knew, doctor, how many obstacles ... and, after all, she is a

young, inexperienced girl, and a mother _is_ a mother.

DR. SCHIMMELPFENNIG

You have my opinion. Good morning.

HOFFMANN

[_Overwhelming the doctor with excessive courtesy._] Good morning. I am

extremely grateful to you ...

[_Both withdraw through the middle door._

_HELEN enters. Her handkerchief is pressed to her mouth; she is

sobbing, beside herself, and lets herself fall on the sofa in the

foreground to the left. After a few moments, HOFFMANN reenters, his

hands full of newspapers._

HOFFMANN

Why, what is that? Tell me, sister, are things to go on this way much

longer? Since I came here not a day has passed on which I haven't seen

you cry.

HELEN

Oh!--what do _you_ know? If you had any sense for such things you'd be

surprised that you ever saw me when I didn't cry!

HOFFMANN

That isn't clear to me.

HELEN

Oh, but it is to me!

HOFFMANN

Look here, something must have happened!

HELEN

[_Jumps up and stamps her foot._] Ugh ... but I won't bear it any longer

... it's got to stop! I won't endure such things any more! I don't see

why ... I ...

[_Her sobs choke her._

HOFFMANN

Won't you tell me at least what the trouble is, so that I ...

HELEN

[_Bursting out with renewed passion._] I don't care what happens to me!

Nothing worse _could_. I've got a drunkard for a father, a beast--with

whom his ... his own daughter isn't safe.--An adulterous step-mother who

wants to turn me over to her lover ... And this whole life.--No, I don't

see that anyone can force me to be bad in spite of myself. I'm going

away! I'll run away! And if the people here won't let me go, then ...

rope, knife, gun ... I don't care! I don't want to take to drinking

brandy like my sister.

HOFFMANN

[_Frightened, grasps her arm._] Nellie, keep still, I tell you; keep

still about that.

HELEN

I don't care; I don't care one bit! I ... I'm ashamed of it all to the

very bottom of my soul. I wanted to learn something, to be something, to

have a chance--and what am I now?

HOFFMANN

[_Who has not released her arm, begins gradually to dram the girl over

toward the sofa. The tone of his voice now takes on an excessive

softness, an exaggerated, vibrant gentleness._] Nellie! Ah, I know right

well that you have many things to suffer here. But be calm...! You need

not tell one who knows. [_He puts his right hand caressingly upon her

shoulder and brings his face close to hers._] I can't bear to see you

weep. Believe me--it hurts me. But don't, don't see things in a worse

light than is needful--; and then: have you forgotten, that we are

both--you and I--so to speak--in the same position?--I have gotten into

this peasant atmosphere--do I fit into it? As little as you do yourself,

surely.

HELEN

If my--dear little mother had suspected this--when she ... when she

directed--that I should be--educated at Herrnhut! If she had rather ...

rather left me at home, then at least ... at least I wouldn't have known

anything else, and I would have grown up in this corruption, But now ...

HOFFMANN

[_Has gently forced HELEN down upon the sofa and now sits, pressed close,

beside her. In his consolations the sensual element betrays itself more

and more strongly._] Nellie! Look at me; let those things be. Let me be

your consolation, I needn't talk to you about your sister. [_He embraces

her more firmly. Passionately and feelingly._] Oh, if she were what you

are!... But as it is ... tell me: what can she be to me? Did you ever

hear of a man, Nellie, of a cultured man whose wife--[_he almost

whispers_]--is a prey to such an unhappy passion? One is afraid to utter

it aloud: a woman--and--brandy ... Now, do you think I am any happier?...

Think of my little Freddie! Well, am I, when all's said, any better off

than you are?... [_With increasing passion._] And so, you see, fate has

done us one kindness anyhow. It has brought us together. And we belong

together. Our equal sorrows have predestined us to be friends. Isn't it

so, Nellie?

[_He puts his arms wholly around her. She permits it but with an

expression which shows that she forces herself to mere endurance. She

has grown quite silent and seems, with quivering tension of soul, to

be awaiting some certainty, some consummation that is inevitably

approaching._

HOFFMANN

[_Tenderly._] You should consent to my plan; you should leave this house

and live with us. The baby that is coming needs a mother. Come and be a

mother to it; otherwise--[_passionately moved and sentimentally_]--it

will have no mother. And then: bring a little, oh, only a very little

brightness into my life! Do that! Oh, do that!

[_He is about to lean his head upon her breast. She jumps up,

indignant. In her expression are revealed contempt, surprise,

loathing and hatred._

HELEN

Oh, but you are, you are ... Now I know you thoroughly! Oh, I've felt it

dimly before. But now I am certain.

HOFFMANN

[_Surprised, put out of countenance._] What? Helen ... you're

unique--really.

HELEN

Now I know that you're not by one hair's breadth better ... indeed,

you're much worse--the worst of them all here!

HOFFMANN

[_Arises. With assumed coldness._] D'you know, your behaviour to-day is

really quite peculiar.

HELEN

[_Approaches him._] You have just one end in view. [_Almost whispering._]

But you have very different weapons from father and from my stepmother,

or from my excellent betrothed--oh, quite different. They are all lambs,

all of them, compared to you. Now, now, suddenly, that has become clear

as day to me.

HOFFMANN

[_With hypocritical indignation._] Helen, you seem really not to be in

your right mind; you're, suffering under a delusion.... [_He interrupts

himself and strikes his forehead._] Good Lord, of course! I see it all.

You have ... it's very early in the day, to be sure, but I'd wager ...

Helen! Have you been talking to Alfred Loth this morning?

HELEN

And why should I not have been talking to him? He is the kind of man

before whom we should all be hiding in shame if things went by rights.

HOFFMANN

So I was right!... That's it ... Aha ... well, to be sure ... then I have

no further cause for surprise. So he actually used the opportunity to go

for his benefactor a bit. Of course, one should really be prepared for

things of that kind.

HELEN

Do you know, I think that is really caddish.

HOFFMANN

I'm inclined to think so myself.

HELEN

He didn't breathe one syllable, not one, about you.

HOFFMANN

[_Slurring HELEN'S argument._] If things have reached that pass, then it

is really my duty, my duty, I say, as a relative toward an inexperienced

young girl like you ...

HELEN

Inexperienced girl! What is the use of this pretence?

HOFFMANN

[_Enraged._] Loth came into this house on my responsibility. Now I want

you to know that he is, to put it mildly, an exceedingly dangerous

fanatic--this Mr. Loth.

HELEN

To hear you saying that of Mr. Loth strikes me as so absurd, so laughably

absurd!

HOFFMANN

And he is a fanatic, furthermore, who has the gift of muddling the heads

not only of women, but even of sensible people,

HELEN

Well, now, you see, that again strikes me as so absurd. I only exchanged

a few words with Mr. Loth and ever since I feel a clearness about things

that does me so much good ...

HOFFMANN

[_In a rebukeful tone._] What I tell you is by no means absurd!

HELEN

One has to have a sense for the absurd, and that's what you haven't.

HOFFMANN

[_In the same manner._] That isn't what we're discussing. I assure you

once more that what I tell you is not at all absurd, but something that I

must ask you to take as actually true ... I have my own experience to

guide me. Notions like that befog one's mind; one rants of universal

brotherhood, of liberty and equality and, of course, transcends every

convention and every moral law.... In those old days, for the sake of

this very nonsense, we were ready to walk over the bodies of our parents

to gain our ends ... Heaven knows it. And he, I tell you, would be

prepared, in a given case, to do the same thing to-day.

HELEN

And how many parents, do you suppose, walk year in and out over the

bodies of their children without anybody's ...

HOFFMANN

[_Interrupting her._] That is _nonsense_! Why, that's the end of all....

I tell you to take care, in every ... I tell you emphatically, in _every_

respect. You won't find a trace of moral scrupulousness in that quarter.

HELEN

Oh, dear, how absurd that sounds again. I tell you, when once you begin

to take notice of things like that ... it's awfully interesting.

HOFFMANN

You may say what you please. I have warned you. Only I will tell you

quite in confidence: at the time of that incident I very nearly got into

the same damnable mess myself.

HELEN

But if he's such a dangerous man, why were you sincerely delighted

yesterday when he ...

HOFFMANN

Good Lord, I knew him when I was young. And how do you know that I didn't

have very definite reasons for ...

HELEN

Reasons? Of what kind?

HOFFMANN

Never mind.--Though, if he came; to-day, and if I knew what I do know

to-day--

HELEN

What is it that you know? I've told you already that he didn't utter one

word about you.

HOFFMANN

Well, you may depend on it that if that had been the case, I would have

thought it all over very carefully, and would probably have taken good

care not to keep him here. Loth is now and always will be a man whose

acquaintance compromises you. The authorities have an eye on him.

HELEN

Why? Has he committed a crime?

HOFFMANN

The less said about it the better. Just let this assurance be sufficient

for you: to go about the world to-day, entertaining his opinions, is far

worse and, above all, far more dangerous than stealing.

HELEN

I will remember.--But now--listen! After all your talk about Mr. Loth,

you needn't ask me any more what I think of you.--Do you hear?

HOFFMANN

[_With cold cynicism._] Do you suppose that I'm so greatly concerned to

know that? [_He presses the electric button._] And, anyhow, I hear him

coming in.

LOTH _enters._

HOFFMANN

Hallo! Did you sleep well, old man?

LOTH

Well, but not long. Tell me this, though: I saw a gentleman leaving the

house a while ago.

HOFFMANN

Probably the doctor. He was here a while ago. I told you about him,

didn't I?--this queer mixture of hardness and sentimentality.

_HELEN gives instructions to EDWARD, who has just entered. He leaves

and returns shortly, serving tea and coffee._

LOTH

This mixture, as you call him, happened to resemble an old friend of my

student days most remarkably. In fact, I could have taken my oath that it

was a certain--Schimmelpfennig.

HOFFMANN

[_Sitting down at the breakfast table._] That's quite

right--Schimmelpfennig.

LOTH

Quite right? You mean?

HOFFMANN

That his name is really Schimmelpfennig.

LOTH

Who? The doctor here?

HOFFMANN

Yes, certainly, the doctor.

LOTH

Now that is really strange enough. Then of course, it's he?

HOFFMANN

Well, you see, beautiful souls find each other on sea and shore. You'll

pardon me, won't you, if I begin? We were just about to sit down to

breakfast. Do take a seat yourself. You haven't had breakfast anywhere

else, have you?

LOTH

No.

HOFFMANN

Very well. Then sit down. [_Remaining seated himself he draws out a chair

for LOTH hereupon addressing EDWARD, who enters with tea and coffee._]

Ah, by the way, is Mrs. Krause coming down?

EDWARD

The madame and Mrs. Spiller are taking their breakfast upstairs.

HOFFMANN

Why, that has never before ...

HELEN

[_Pushing the dishes to rights._] Never mind. There's a reason.

HOFFMANN

Is that so?... Loth, help yourself!... Egg? Tea?

LOTH

I wonder if I could have a glass of milk?

HOFFMANN

With all the pleasure in the world.

HELEN

Edward, tell Miele to get some fresh milk.

HOFFMANN

[_Peeling an egg._] Milk--brrr! Horrible! [_Helping himself to salt and

pepper._] By the way, Loth, what brings you into these parts? Up to now

I've forgotten to ask you.

LOTH

[_Spreading butter on a roll._] I would like to study the local

conditions.

HOFFMANN

[_Looking up sharply._] That so?... What kind of conditions?

LOTH

To be precise: I want to study the condition of your miners.

HOFFMANN

Ah! In general that condition is a very excellent one, surely.

LOTH

Do you think so?--That would be a very pleasant fact ... Before I forget,

however. You can be of some service to me in the matter. You will deserve

very well of political economy, if you ...

HOFFMANN

I? How exactly?

LOTH

Well, you have the sole agency for the local mines?

HOFFMANN

Yes; and what of it?

LOTH

It will be very easy for you, in that case, to obtain permission for me

to inspect the mines. That is to say: I would like to go down into them

daily for at least a month, in order that I may gain a fairly accurate

notion of the management.

HOFFMANN

[_Carelessly._] And then, I suppose, you will describe what you've seen

down there?

LOTH

Yes, my work is to be primarily descriptive.

HOFFMANN

I'm awfully sorry, but I've nothing to do with that side of things. So

you just want to write about the miners, eh?

LOTH

That question shows how little of an economist you are.

HOFFMANN

[_Whose vanity is stung._] I beg your pardon! I hope you don't think ...

Why? I don't see why that isn't a legitimate question?... And, anyhow: it

wouldn't be surprising. One can't know everything.

LOTH

Oh, calm yourself. The matter stands simply thus: if I am to study the

situation of the miners in this district, it is of course unavoidably

necessary that I touch upon all the factors that condition their

situation.

HOFFMANN

Writings of that kind are sometimes full of frightful exaggerations.

LOTH

That is a fault which I hope to guard against.

HOFFMANN

That will be very praiseworthy. [_He has several times already cast brief

and searching glances at HELEN, who hangs with naive devoutness upon

LOTH'S lips. He does so again now and continues._] I say ... it's just

simply too queer for anything--how things will suddenly pop into a man's

mind. I wonder how things like that are brought about in the brain?

LOTH

What is it that has occurred to you so suddenly?

HOFFMANN

It's about you.--I thought of your be--... No, maybe it's tactless to

speak of your heart's secrets in the presence of a young lady.

HELEN

Perhaps it would be better for me to....

LOTH

Please stay. Miss Krause! By all means stay, at least as far as I'm

concerned. I've seen for some time what he's aiming at. There's nothing

in the least dangerous about it. [_To HOFFMANN._] You're thinking of my

betrothal, eh?

HOFFMANN

Since you mention it yourself, yes. I was, as a matter of fact, thinking

of your betrothal to Anna Faber.

LOTH

That was broken off, naturally, when I was sent to prison.

HOFFMANN

That wasn't very nice of your....

LOTH

It was, at least, honest in her! The letter in which she broke with me

showed her true face. Had she shown that before she would have spared

herself and me, too, a great deal.

HOFFMANN

And since that time your affections haven't taken root anywhere?

LOTH

No.

HOFFMANN

_Of_ course! I suppose you've capitulated along the whole line--forsworn

marriage as well as drink, eh? Ah, well, _à chacun son goût_.

LOTH

It's not my taste that decides in this matter, but perhaps my fate. I

told you once before, I believe, that I have made no renunciation in

regard to marriage. What I fear is this, that I won't find a woman who is

suitable for me,

HOFFMAN

That's a big order, Loth!

LOTH

I'm quite serious, though. It may be that one grows too critical as the

years go on and possesses too little healthy instinct. And I consider

instinct the best guarantee of a suitable choice.

HOFFMANN

[_Frivolously._] Oh, it'll be found again some day--[_laughing_]--the

necessary instinct, I mean.

LOTH

And, after all, what have I to offer a woman? I doubt more and more

whether I ought to expect any woman to content herself with that small

part of my personality which does not belong to my life's work. Then,

too, I'm afraid of the cares which a family brings.

HOFFMANN

Wh-at? The cares of a married man? Haven't you a head, and arms, eh?

LOTH

Obviously. But, as I've tried to tell you, my productive power belongs,

for the greater part, to my life's work and will always belong to it.

Hence it is no longer mine. Then, too, there would be peculiar

difficulties ...

HOFFMANN

Listen! Hasn't some one been sounding a gong?

LOTH

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