The Crushed Flower and Other Stories Part 27
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"I feel like flying faster--my soul is so free. Let us jest, Mariet!
Here is a riddle, guess it: For whom will the cannons roar soon? You think, for me? No. For you? no, no, not for you, Mariet! For little Noni, for him--for little Noni who is boarding the s.h.i.+p to-night. Let him wake up from this thunder. How our little Noni will be surprised!
And now be quiet, quiet--don't disturb his sleep--don't spoil little Noni's awakening."
The sound of voices is heard--a crowd is approaching.
"Where is the captain?"
"Here. Halt, the captain is here!"
"It's all done. They can be crammed into a basket like herrings."
"Our boatswain is a brave fellow! A jolly man."
Khorre, intoxicated and jolly, shouts:
"Not so loud, devils! Don't you see that the captain is here? They scream like seagulls over a dead dolphin."
Mariet steps aside a little distance, where little Noni is sleeping.
KHORRE--Here we are, Captain. No losses, Captain. And how we laughed, Noni.
HAGGART--You got drunk rather early. Come to the point.
KHORRE--Very well. The thing is done, Captain. We've picked up all our money--not worse than the imperial tax collectors. I could not tell which was ours, so I picked up all the money. But if they have buried some of the gold, forgive us, Captain--we are not peasants to plough the ground.
Laughter. Haggart also laughs.
"Let them sow, we shall reap."
"Golden words, Noni. Eh, Tommy, listen to what the Captain is saying.
And another thing: Whether you will be angry or not--I have broken the music. I have scattered it in small pieces. Show your pipe, Tetyu! Do you see, Noni, I didn't do it at once, no. I told him to play a jig, and he said that he couldn't do it. Then he lost his mind and ran away. They all lost their minds there, Captain. Eh, Tommy, show your beard. An old woman tore half of his beard out, Captain--now he is a disgrace to look upon. Eh, Tommy! He has hidden himself, he's ashamed to show his face, Captain. And there's another thing: The priest is coming here."
Mariet exclaims:
"Father!"
Khorre, astonished, asks:
"Are you here? If she came to complain, I must report to you, Captain--the priest almost killed one of our sailors. And she, too. I ordered the men to bind the priest--"
"Silence."
"I don't understand your actions, Noni--"
Haggart, restraining his rage, exclaims:
"I shall have you put in irons! Silence!"
With ever-growing rage:
"You dare talk back to me, riff-raff! You--"
Mariet cautions him:
"Gart! They have brought father here."
Several sailors bring in the abbot, bound. His clothes are in disorder, his face is agitated and pale. He looks at Mariet with some amazement, and lowers his eyes. Then he heaves a sigh.
"Untie him!" says Mariet. Haggart corrects her restrainedly:
"Only I command here, Mariet. Khorre, untie him."
Khorre unfastens the knots. Silence.
ABBOT--h.e.l.lo, Haggart.
"h.e.l.lo, abbot."
"You have arranged a fine night, Haggart!"
Haggart speaks with restraint:
"It is unpleasant for me to see you. Why did you come here? Go home, priest, no one will touch you. Keep on fis.h.i.+ng--and what else were you doing? Oh, yes--make your own prayers. We are going out to the ocean; your daughter, you know, is also going with me. Do you see the s.h.i.+p?
That is mine. It's a pity that you don't know about s.h.i.+ps--you would have laughed for joy at the sight of such a beautiful s.h.i.+p! Why is he silent, Mariet? You had better tell him."
ABBOT--Prayers? In what language? Have you, perhaps, discovered a new language in which prayers reach G.o.d? Oh, Haggart, Haggart!
He weeps, covering his face with his hands. Haggart, alarmed, asks:
"You are crying, abbot?"
"Look, Gart, he is crying. Father never cried. I am afraid, Gart."
The abbot stops crying. Heaving a deep sigh, he says:
"I don't know what they call you: Haggart or devil or something else--I have come to you with a request. Do you hear, robber, with a request?
Tell your crew not to gnash their teeth like that--I don't like it."
Haggart replies morosely:
"Go home, priest! Mariet will stay with me."
"Let her stay with you. I don't need her, and if you need her, take her.
Take her, Haggart. But--"
He kneels before him. A murmur of astonishment. Mariet, frightened, advances a step to her father.
"Father! You are kneeling?"
The Crushed Flower and Other Stories Part 27
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