The Power of Darkness. Лев Николаевич Толстой

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СКАЧАТЬ sticks to it; it's too bad. [To Akím] I tell you, I know nothing more. There's been nothing between us. [Angrily] By God! and may I never leave this spot [crosses himself] if I know anything about it. [Silence. Then still more excitedly] Why! have you been thinking of getting me to marry her? What do you mean by it? – it's a confounded shame. Besides, nowadays you've got no such rights as to force a fellow to marry. That's plain enough. Besides, haven't I sworn I know nothing about it?

      MATRYÓNA [to her husband] There now, that's just like your silly pate, to believe all they tell you. He's gone and put the lad to shame all for nothing. The best thing is to let him live as he is living, with his master. His master will help us in our present need, and give us ten roubles, and when the time comes …

      PETER. Well, Daddy Akím, how's it to be?

      AKÍM [looks at his son, clicking his tongue disapprovingly] Mind, Nikíta, the tears of one that's been wronged never, what d'you call it – never fall beside the mark but always on, what's name – the head of the man as did the wrong. So mind, don't what d'you call it.

      NIKÍTA [sits down] What's there to mind? mind yourself.

      NAN [aside] I must run and tell mother. [Exit].

      MATRYÓNA [to Peter] That's always the way with this old mumbler of mine, Peter Ignátitch. Once he's got anything wedged in his pate there's no knocking it out. We've gone and troubled you all for nothing. The lad can go on living as he has been. Keep him; he's your servant.

      PETER. Well, Daddy Akím, what do you say?

      AKÍM. Why, the lad's his own master, if only he what d'you call it… I only wish that, what d'you call it, I mean.

      MATRYÓNA. You don't know yourself what you're jawing about. The lad himself has no wish to leave. Besides, what do we want with him at home? We can manage without him.

      PETER. Only one thing, Daddy Akím – if you are thinking of taking him back in summer, I don't want him here for the winter. If he is to stay at all, it must be for the whole year.

      MATRYÓNA. And it's for a year he'll bind himself. If we want help when the press of work comes, we can hire help, and the lad shall remain with you. Only give us ten roubles now…

      PETER. Well then, is it to be for another year?

      AKÍM. [sighing] Yes, it seems, it what d'you call it … if it's so, I mean, it seems that it must be what d'you call it.

      MATRYÓNA. For a year, counting from St. Dimítry's day. We know you'll pay him fair wages. But give us ten roubles now. Help us out of our difficulties. [Gets up and bows to Peter].

      Enter Nan and Anísya. The latter sits down at one side.

      PETER. Well, if that's settled we might step across to the inn and have a drink. Come, Daddy Akím, what do you say to a glass of vódka?

      AKÍM. No, I never drink that sort of thing.

      PETER. Well, you'll have some tea?

      AKÍM. Ah, tea! yes, I do sin that way. Yes, tea's the thing.

      PETER. And the women will also have some tea. Come. And you, Nikíta, go and drive the sheep in and clear away the straw.

      NIKÍTA. All right. [Exeunt all but Nikíta. Nikíta lights a cigarette. It grows darker] Just see how they bother one. Want a fellow to tell 'em how he larks about with the wenches! It would take long to tell 'em all those stories – “Marry her,” he says. Marry them all! One would have a good lot of wives! And what need have I to marry? Am as good as married now! There's many a chap as envies me. Yet how strange it felt when I crossed myself before the icón. It was just as if some one shoved me. The whole web fell to pieces at once. They say it's frightening to swear what's not true. That's all humbug. It's all talk, that is. It's simple enough.

      AKOULÍNA [enters with a rope, which she puts down. She takes off her outdoor things and goes into closet] You might at least have got a light.

      NIKÍTA. What, to look at you? I can see you well enough without.

      AKOULÍNA. Oh, bother you!

      Nan enters and whispers to Nikíta.

      NAN. Nikíta, there's a person wants you. There is!

      NIKÍTA. What person?

      NAN. Marína from the railway; she's out there, round the corner.

      NIKÍTA. Nonsense!

      NAN. Blest if she isn't!

      NIKÍTA. What does she want?

      NAN. She wants you to come out. She says, “I only want to say a word to Nikíta.” I began asking, but she won't tell, but only says, “Is it true he's leaving you?” And I say, “No, only his father wanted to take him away and get him to marry, but he won't, and is going to stay with us another year.” And she says, “For goodness' sake send him out to me. I must see him,” she says, “I must say a word to him somehow.” She's been waiting a long time. Why don't you go?

      NIKÍTA. Bother her! What should I go for?

      NAN. She says, “If he don't come, I'll go into the hut to him.” Blest if she didn't say she'd come in!

      NIKÍTA. Not likely. She'll wait a bit and then go away.

      NAN. “Or is it,” she says, “that they want him to marry Akoulína?”

      Re-enter Akoulína, passing near Nikíta to take her distaff.

      AKOULÍNA. Marry whom to Akoulína?

      NAN. Why, Nikíta.

      AKOULÍNA. A likely thing! Who says it?

      NIKÍTA [looks at her and laughs] It seems people do say it. Would you marry me, Akoulína?

      AKOULÍNA. Who, you? Perhaps I might have afore, but I won't now.

      NIKÍTA. And why not now?

      AKOULÍNA. 'Cos you wouldn't love me.

      NIKÍTA. Why not?

      AKOULÍNA. 'Cos you'd be forbidden to. [Laughs].

      NIKÍTA. Who'd forbid it?

      AKOULÍNA. Who? My step-mother. She does nothing but grumble, and is always staring at you.

      NIKÍTA [laughing] Just hear her! Ain't she cute?

      AKOULÍNA. Who? Me? What's there to be cute about? Am I blind? She's been rowing and rowing at dad all day. The fat-muzzled witch! [Goes into closet].

      NAN [looking out of the window] Look, Nikíta, she's coming! I'm blest if she isn't! I'll go away. [Exit].

      MARÍNA [enters] What are you doing with me?

      NIKÍTA. Doing? I'm not doing anything.

      MARÍNA. You mean to desert me.

      NIKÍTA [gets up angrily] What does this look like, your coming here?

      MARÍNA. СКАЧАТЬ