Savva and the Life of Man Part 36

Remember that each one of these would consider himself happy in killing you, in crushing you like a reptile. Each one of these is your death. Why, they beat a simple thief to death, a horse thief. What would they not do to you! You who wanted to steal their G.o.d.

SAVVA

Quite true. That's property too.

LIPA

You still have the brazenness to joke? Who gave you the right to do such a thing? Who gave you power over people? How dare you meddle with what to them is right? How dare you interfere with their life?

SAVVA

Who gave me the right? You gave it to me. Who gave me the power? You gave it to me. And I will cling to it with grim determination. Try to take it from me. You gave it to me--you with your malice, your ignorance, your stupidity! You with your wretched impotence! Right!

Power! They have turned the earth into a sewer, an outrage, an abode of slaves. They worry each other, they torture each other, and they ask: "Who dares to take us by the throat?" I! Do you understand? I!

_(Rises)_

LIPA

You are a mere man like everybody else.

SAVVA

I am the avenger! Behind me follow in pursuit all those whom you stifled and crushed. Ah, they have been pursuing their wicked trade in all quietness, thinking that no one would discover them--thinking that they would get away with it in the end. They have been lying, grovelling, and sneaking. They have been cringing and abusing themselves before their altars and their impotent G.o.d, saying: "There is nothing to be afraid of--we are among ourselves." Then comes a man who says: "An accounting--I want an accounting! What have you done?

Out with it. Give me an accounting. Go on now! Don't try to cheat, for I know you. I demand an account for each and every single item. I will not condone a single drop of blood, I will not absolve you from a single tear."

LIPA

But to destroy all. Think of it!

SAVVA

What could you do with them? What would _you_ do? Try to persuade the oxen to turn away from their bovine path? Catch each one by his horns and pull him away? Would you put on a frock-coat and read a lecture?

Haven't they had plenty to teach them? As if words and thoughts had any significance to them! Thought--pure, unhappy thought! They have perverted it. They have taught it to cheat and defraud. They have made it a saleable commodity to be bought at auction in the market. No, sister, life is short and I am not going to waste it in arguments with oxen. The way to deal with them is by fire. That's what they require--fire! Let them remember long the day on which Savva Tropinin came to the earth!

LIPA

But what do you want? What do you want?

SAVVA

What do I want? To free the earth, to free mankind, to sweep the whole two-legged, chattering tribe out of existence. Man--the man of to-day--is wise. He has come to his senses. He is ripe for liberty.

But the past eats away his soul like a canker. It imprisons him within the iron circle of things already accomplished, within the iron circle of facts. I want to demolish the facts--that's what I want to do: demolish all facts! To sweep away all the acc.u.mulated rubbish--literature, art, G.o.d. They have perverted mankind. They have immortalized stupidity. I want to do away with everything behind man, so that there is nothing to see when he looks back. I want to take him by the scruff of his neck and turn his face toward the future.

LIPA

Look here, Savva. You are not immortal, and the two-legged animal has arms also.

SAVVA

Do you think I don't know that every one of these stupid a.s.ses would be glad to kill me? But it won't happen, it won't happen. The time has come for my arrival, and I have arrived. Prepare yourselves. The time has come. You little insignificant thing there--you thought that by stealing one little possibility away from me you could rob me of all?

Oh no--I am as rich as ever.

LIPA

I am your sister, but oh! how glad I am that you are not immortal.

SAVVA

I see that you are a thoroughgoing anarchist. They too think that all is done if one man is killed. But if they kill me, hang me, break me on the wheel, there will come another purer than I. Where there's an itch, there is always somebody to scratch it! Yes, sister! If not I, then someone else, and _(clenching his fist)_ it will fare ill with your world.

LIPA

You are a terrible man. I thought you would be crushed by your failure, but you are like Satan. The fall has only made you blacker.

SAVVA

Yes, Lipa, only a sparrow can fly straight up from the ground. A large bird must descend to adjust and spread its wings for its upward flight.

LIPA

Aren't you sorry for the children? Think of the number of children that will have to perish.

SAVVA

What children? Oh yes, Misha. _(Tenderly)_ Misha is a fine boy, that's true. When he grows up, he will show you no mercy. Yes, the children--You are beginning to be afraid of them, and you have good reason for it. Never mind. It's true that I love children. _(With pride)_ And they love me. But they don't care for you.

LIPA

I don't play jackstones with them.

SAVVA

How silly you are, sister. But I like to play with them.

LIPA

Then go ahead and play.

SAVVA

Well, I _will_ play.

LIPA

When you talk like that I have the feeling once more that it has all been a dream--all that we were saying just now. Is it really true that you want to kill me?

SAVVA

Yes, if it must be done. But perhaps it won't be necessary.