Plays by August Strindberg, Second series by August Strindberg
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natures. You like them, and then it's so easy to believe that they
like you. And that's the reason why I have always been on my guard against people I take a liking to!--So you are firmly convinced that I have helped myself out of the box before? MR. Y. Certainly! MR. X. And you are going to report me if you don't get six thousand crowns? MR. Y. Most decidedly! You can't get out of it, so there's no use trying. MR. X. You think I am going to give my father a thief for son, my wife a thief for husband, my children a thief for father, my fellow-workers a thief for colleague? No, that will never happen!-- Now I am going over to the sheriff to report the killing myself. MR. Y. [Jumps up and begins to pick up his things] Wait a moment! MR. X. For what? MR. Y. [Stammering] Oh, I thought--as I am no longer needed--it wouldn't be necessary for me to stay--and I might just as well leave. MR. X. No, you may not!--Sit down there at the table, where you sat before, and we'll have another talk before you go. MR. Y. [Sits down after having put on a dark coat] What are you up to now? |
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