When We Dead Awaken eBook

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    [Makes a movement to go into the hotel.

ULFHEIM’s VOICE.

[Heard outside.] Stop a moment, man!  Devil take it all, can’t you stop?  Why do you always scuttle away from me?

THE INSPECTOR.

[Stops.] I am not scuttling at all, Mr. Ulfheim.

    [ULFHEIM enters from the left followed by a servant with a
       couple of sporting dogs in leash.  ULFHEIM is in shooting
       costume, with high boots and a felt hat with a feather in
       it.  He is a long, lank, sinewy personage, with matted hair
       and beard, and a loud voice.  His appearance gives no precise
       clue to his age, but he is no longer young.]

ULFHEIM.

[Pounces upon the INSPECTOR.] Is this a way to receive strangers, hey?  You scamper away with your tail between your legs—­as if you had the devil at your heels.

THE INSPECTOR.

[Calmly, without answering him.] Has Mr. Ulfheim arrived by the steamer?

ULFHEIM.

[Growls.] Haven’t had the honour of seeing any steamer. [With his arms akimbo.] Don’t you know that I sail my own cutter? [To the SERVANT.] Look well after your fellow-creatures, Lars.  But take care you keep them ravenous, all the same.  Fresh meat-bones—­but not too much meat on them, do you hear?  And be sure it’s reeking raw, and bloody.  And get something in your own belly while you’re about it. [Aiming a kick at him.] Now then, go to hell with you!

    [The SERVANT goes out with the dogs, behind the corner of the
       hotel.]

THE INSPECTOR.

Would not Mr. Ulfheim like to go into the dining-room in the meantime?

ULFHEIM.

In among all the half-dead flies and people?  No, thank you a thousand times, Mr. Inspector.

THE INSPECTOR.

Well, well, as you please.

ULFHEIM.

But get the housekeeper to prepare a hamper for me as usual.  There must be plenty of provender in it—­and lots of brandy—!  You can tell her that I or Lars will come and play Old Harry with her if she doesn’t—–­

THE INSPECTOR.

[Interrupting.] We know your ways of old. [Turning.] Can I give the waiter any orders, Professor?  Can I send Mrs. Rubek anything?

PROFESSOR RUBEK.

No thank you; nothing for me.

MAIA.

Nor for me.

    [The INSPECTOR goes into the hotel.

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