The Power of Darkness by Leo Tolstoy

Author:Leo Tolstoy [Tolstoy, Leo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780486828367
Publisher: Dover Publications
Published: 2018-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

Enter Mitritch. He takes off his outdoor things and climbs on the oven.

MITRITCH. Seems the women have been fighting again! Tearing each other’s hair. Oh Lord, gracious Nicholas!

AKIM [sitting on the edge of the oven, takes his leg-bands and shoes and begins putting them on] Get in, get into the corner.

MITRITCH. Seems they can’t settle matters between them. Oh Lord!

NIKITA. Get out the liquor, we’ll have some with our tea.

NAN [to Akoulina] Sister, the samovar is just boiling over.

NIKITA. And where’s your mother?

NAN. She’s standing and crying out there in the passage.

NIKITA. Oh, that’s it! Call her, and tell her to bring the samovar. And you, Akoulina, get the tea things.

AKOULINA. The tea things? All right. [Brings the things].

NIKITA [unpacks spirits, rusks, and salt herrings] That’s for myself. This is yarn for the wife. The paraffin is out there in the passage, and here’s the money. Wait a bit, [takes a counting-frame] I’ll add it up. [Adds] Wheat-flour, 80 kopeykas, oil . . . Father, 10 roubles. . . . Father, come let’s have some tea!

Silence. Akim sits on the oven and winds the bands round his legs. Enter Anisya with samovar.

ANISYA. Where shall I put it?

NIKITA. Here on the table. Well! have you been to the Elder? Ah, that’s it! Have your say and then eat your words. Now then, that’s enough. Don’t be cross, sit down and drink this. [Fills a wine-glass for her] And here’s your present. [Gives her the parcel he had been sitting on. Anisya takes it silently and shakes her head ].

AKIM [ gets down and, puts on his sheepskin, then comes up to the table and puts down the money] Here, take your money back! Put it away.

NIKITA [does not see the money] Why have you put on your things?

AKIM. I’m going, going I mean; forgive me for the Lord’s sake. [Takes up his cap and belt].

NIKITA. My gracious! Where are you going to at this time of night?

AKIM. I can’t, I mean what d’ye call ’em, in your house, what d’ye call ’em, can’t stay I mean, stay, can’t stay, forgive me.

NIKITA. But are you going without having any tea?

AKIM [ fastens his belt] Going, because, I mean, it’s not right in your house, I mean, what d’you call it, not right, Nikita, in the house, what d’ye call it, not right! I mean, you are living a bad life, Nikita, bad,—I’ll go.

NIKITA. Eh now! Have done talking! Sit down and drink your tea!

ANISYA. Why, father, you’ll shame us before the neighbors. What has offended you?

AKIM. Nothing what d’ye call it, nothing has offended me, nothing at all! I mean only, I see, what d’you call it, I mean, I see my son, to ruin I mean, to ruin, I mean my son’s on the road to ruin, I mean.

NIKITA. What ruin? Just prove it!

AKIM. Ruin, ruin; you’re in the midst of it! What did I tell you that time?

NIKITA. You said all sorts of things!

AKIM. I told you, what d’ye call it, I told you about the orphan lass.

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