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"Suppose we send Gart to the city what then?" Desfoso goes on, without looking at Haggart. "Well, the city people will hang him and then what? The result will be that a man will be gone, a fisherman will be gone you will lose a son, and Mariet will lose her husband, and the little boy his father. Is there any joy in that?" "That's right, that's right!" nods the abbot, approvingly.
Haggart replies angrily: "I don't like the tongues of false priests, Mariet they are coated with truth on top, like a lure for flies. Take him away, and you, girl, go away, too! I have forgotten your name!" He sits down and stares ahead sternly. His eyebrows move close together, and his hand is pressed down heavily by his lowered head, by his strong chin. "He does not know you, father!
Another voice replies: "Don't grumble. Khorre has stronger defenders than you are." "What are you prating about, devils?" says Khorre. "Silence! Is that you, Tommy? I know you, you are always the mischief-maker " "Come on, Mariet!" says Haggart. "Give me little Noni, I want to carry him to the boat myself. Come on, Mariet." "Where, Haggart?" "Eh, Mariet! The dreams are ended.
I fear him, but I love him as a father." "May God forgive me, but I would have been proud and always happy, if I were his adopted daughter. Do you hear, Mariet?" The women laugh softly and tenderly. "Do you hear, Mariet?" "I do. But aren't you tired of always laughing at the same thing? Yes, I am his daughter Is it so funny that you will laugh all your life at it?"
HAGGART Here you are again compelling me to smile. You must not, Mariet I am forever smiling. MARIET I love you so dearly, Gart. Every hour of the day and the night I am thinking only of what I could still give to you, Gart. Have I not given you everything? But that is so little everything! There is but one thing I want to do to keep on giving to you, giving!
"Don't be in a hurry," roars the priest. "Be bound awhile, drunkard! You had better be afraid of an untied rope it may be formed into a noose." But obeying a certain swift movement or glance of Haggart, Mariet walks over to the sailor and opens the knots of the rope. And again all look in silence upon her bent, alarmed head. Then they turn their eyes upon Haggart.
"You are powerful and you are just I was insane when I feared your power, Gart. May I shout to the sea: 'Haggart, the Just'?" "That is not true. Be silent, Mariet, you are intoxicated with blood. I don't know what justice is." "Who, then, knows it? You, you, Haggart! You are God's justice, Haggart. Is it true that he was your nurse?
Occasionally he glances at the door or at the window and listens. The only woman present there is Mariet. She is sitting by the table and constantly watching her father with her burning eyes. She shudders slightly at each loud word, at the sound of the door as it opens, at the noise of distant footsteps. At night a fog came from the sea and covered the earth.
Is it true that it is so joyous? They say that you are forever smiling. They say that you are the bravest and most handsome fisherman on the coast. And they also say that you love your wife Mariet very dearly." "O sir!" exclaims Haggart with restraint, "my life is so sad that you could not find an image like it in this dark deep.
Once in his life he may wake up at night in order to say that this man whom you want to hang in the city is his father." "Don't!" says Haggart. "Very well," replies Mariet obediently. "He commands and I must obey he is my husband. Let little Noni sleep. But I am not sleeping, I am here. Why, then, didn't you ask me: 'Mariet, how was it possible that your husband, Haggart, should kill Philipp'?"
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