Arms and the Man - George Bernard Shaw (best android ereader .TXT) 📗

too dangerous: I don’t want to kill you if I can help it. Raina Hurrying forward anxiously. I have heard what Captain Bluntschli said, Sergius. You are going to fight. Why? Sergius turns away in silence, and goes to the stove, where he stands watching her as she continues, to Bluntschli. What about? Bluntschli I don’t know: he hasn’t told me. Better not interfere, dear young lady. No harm will be done: I’ve often acted as sword instructor. He won’t be able to touch me; and I’ll not hurt him. It will save explanations. In the morning I shall be off home; and you’ll never see me or hear of me again. You and he will then make it up and live happily ever after. Raina Turning away deeply hurt, almost with a sob in her voice. I never said I wanted to see you again. Sergius Striding forward. Ha! That is a confession. Raina Haughtily. What do you mean? Sergius You love that man! Raina Scandalized. Sergius! Sergius You allow him to make love to you behind my back, just as you accept me as your affianced husband behind his. Bluntschli: you knew our relations; and you deceived me. It is for that that I call you to account, not for having received favours that I never enjoyed. Bluntschli Jumping up indignantly. Stuff! Rubbish! I have received no favours. Why, the young lady doesn’t even know whether I’m married or not. Raina Forgetting herself. Oh! Collapsing on the ottoman. Are you? Sergius You see the young lady’s concern, Captain Bluntschli. Denial is useless. You have enjoyed the privilege of being received in her own room, late at night⁠— Bluntschli Interrupting him pepperily. Yes; you blockhead! She received me with a pistol at her head. Your cavalry were at my heels. I’d have blown out her brains if she’d uttered a cry. Sergius Taken aback. Bluntschli! Raina: is this true? Raina Rising in wrathful majesty. Oh, how dare you, how dare you? Bluntschli Apologize, man, apologize! He resumes his seat at the table. Sergius With the old measured emphasis, folding his arms. I never apologize. Raina Passionately. This is the doing of that friend of yours, Captain Bluntschli. It is he who is spreading this horrible story about me. She walks about excitedly. Bluntschli No: he’s dead⁠—burnt alive. Raina Stopping, shocked. Burnt alive! Bluntschli Shot in the hip in a wood yard. Couldn’t drag himself out. Your fellows’ shells set the timber on fire and burnt him, with half a dozen other poor devils in the same predicament. Raina How horrible! Sergius And how ridiculous! Oh, war! war! the dream of patriots and heroes! A fraud, Bluntschli, a hollow sham, like love. Raina Outraged. Like love! You say that before me. Bluntschli Come, Saranoff: that matter is explained. Sergius A hollow sham, I say. Would you have come back here if nothing had passed between you, except at the muzzle of your pistol? Raina is mistaken about our friend who was burnt. He was not my informant. Raina Who then? Suddenly guessing the truth. Ah, Louka! my maid, my servant! You were with her this morning all that time after⁠—after⁠—Oh, what sort of god is this I have been worshipping! He meets her gaze with sardonic enjoyment of her disenchantment. Angered all the more, she goes closer to him, and says, in a lower, intenser tone, Do you know that I looked out of the window as I went upstairs, to have another sight of my hero; and I saw something that I did not understand then. I know now that you were making love to her. Sergius With grim humor. You saw that? Raina Only too well. She turns away, and throws herself on the divan under the centre window, quite overcome. Sergius Cynically. Raina: our romance is shattered. Life’s a farce. Bluntschli To Raina, goodhumoredly. You see: he’s found himself out now. Sergius Bluntschli: I have allowed you to call me a blockhead. You may now call me a coward as well. I refuse to fight you. Do you know why? Bluntschli No; but it doesn’t matter. I didn’t ask the reason when you cried on; and I don’t ask the reason now that you cry off. I’m a professional soldier. I fight when I have to, and am very glad to get out of it when I haven’t to. You’re only an amateur: you think fighting’s an amusement. Sergius You shall hear the reason all the same, my professional. The reason is that it takes two men⁠—real men⁠—men of heart, blood and honor⁠—to make a genuine combat. I could no more fight with you than I could make love to an ugly woman. You’ve no magnetism: you’re not a man, you’re a machine. Bluntschli Apologetically. Quite true, quite true. I always was that sort of chap. I’m very sorry. But now that you’ve found that life isn’t a farce, but something quite sensible and serious, what further obstacle is there to your happiness? Raina Riling. You are very solicitous about my happiness and his. Do you forget his new love⁠—Louka? It is not you that he must fight now, but his rival, Nicola. Sergius Rival!! Striking his forehead. Raina Did you not know that they are engaged? Sergius Nicola! Are fresh abysses opening! Nicola!! Raina Sarcastically. A shocking sacrifice, isn’t it? Such beauty, such intellect, such modesty, wasted on a middle-aged servant man! Really, Sergius, you cannot stand by and allow such a thing. It would be unworthy of your chivalry. Sergius Losing all self-control. Viper! Viper! He rushes to and fro, raging. Bluntschli Look here, Saranoff; you’re getting the worst of this. Raina Getting angrier. Do you realize what he has done, Captain Bluntschli? He has set this girl as a spy on us; and her reward is that he makes love to her. Sergius False! Monstrous! Raina Monstrous! Confronting him. Do you deny that she told you about Captain Bluntschli being in my room? Sergius No; but⁠— Raina Interrupting. Do you deny that you were