Plays by August Strindberg, Second series eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 268 pages of information about Plays by August Strindberg, Second series.

Plays by August Strindberg, Second series eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 268 pages of information about Plays by August Strindberg, Second series.

MR. Y. [Cautiously] I?—­A little.

MR. X. Well, for that matter, you always look as if you were expecting thunderstorms.

MR. Y. [With a start] Do I?

MR. X. Now, you are going away tomorrow, of course, so it is not to be wondered at that you are a little “journey-proud.”—­ Anything new?—­Oh, there’s the mail! [Picks up some letters from the table] My, I have palpitation of the heart every time I open a letter!  Nothing but debts, debts, debts!  Have you ever had any debts?

MR. Y. [After some reflection] N-no.

MR. X. Well, then you don’t know what it means to receive a lot of overdue bills. [Reads one of the letters] The rent unpaid—­the landlord acting nasty—­my wife in despair.  And here am I sitting waist-high in gold! [He opens an iron-banded box that stands on the table; then both sit down at the table, facing each other] Just look—­here I have six thousand crowns’ worth of gold which I have dug up in the last fortnight.  This bracelet alone would bring me the three hundred and fifty crowns I need.  And with all of it I might make a fine career for myself.  Then I could get the illustrations made for my treatise at once; I could get my work printed, and—­I could travel!  Why don’t I do it, do you suppose?

MR. Y. I suppose you are afraid to be found out.

MR. X. That, too, perhaps.  But don’t you think an intelligent fellow like myself might fix matters so that he was never found out?  I am alone all the time—­with nobody watching me—­while I am digging out there in the fields.  It wouldn’t be strange if I put something in my own pockets now and then.

MR. Y. Yes, but the worst danger lies in disposing of the stuff.

MR. X. Pooh!  I’d melt it down, of course—­every bit of it—­and then I’d turn it into coins—­with just as much gold in them as genuine ones, of course—­

MR. Y. Of course!

MR. X. Well, you can easily see why.  For if I wanted to dabble in counterfeits, then I need not go digging for gold first. [Pause] It is a strange thing anyhow, that if anybody else did what I cannot make myself do, then I’d be willing to acquit him—­but I couldn’t possibly acquit myself.  I might even make a brilliant speech in defence of the thief, proving that this gold was res nullius, or nobody’s, as it had been deposited at a time when property rights did not yet exist; that even under existing rights it could belong only to the first finder of it, as the ground-owner has never included it in the valuation of his property; and so on.

MR. Y. And probably it would be much easier for you to do this if the—­hm!—­the thief had not been prompted by actual need, but by a mania for collecting, for instance—­or by scientific aspirations—­ by the ambition to keep a discovery to himself.  Don’t you think so?

MR. X. You mean that I could not acquit him if actual need had been the motive?  Yes, for that’s the only motive which the law will not accept in extenuation.  That motive makes a plain theft of it.

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