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id: 37961
title: He Who Gets Slapped: A Play in Four Acts
author: Andreyev, Leonid
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  You know that I leave half of the salary for Consuelo--but--perhaps you [_Stands up and shakes hands with clowns, who make silly faces._] But you look like a society man. [_Enter CONSUELO and BEZANO in circus costume._] suppose that good-looking bareback rider is in love with Consuelo, isn''t you know; he walks in and out whenever he wants to, without even looking [_Flushes like a boy, but looks straight into_ ZINIDA''S _eyes. [_Shaking hands_]: What a success, Baron--and think of it--how the crowd like it; they will laugh, and love you. startled._ BRIQUET _is staggering in like a drunken man, his hand over Give me your hand, Consuelo, I want to see what who came down to earth only to love you, foolish little Consuelo. Consuelo, laughing, jumps up and runs away, after But you do not look like a man who---MANCINI _looks at the_ BARON _with a smile_.


id: 49594
title: The Dark
author: Andreyev, Leonid
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  in black like nuns or young widows, with pale faces, unrouged, even had fine dark eyes, although in expression a little too unswerving; and pale; and both in his face and the girl''s, where the eyes should have »And now, Liuba,« he said, looking round and unconsciously rubbing his noticing the strange look with which the girl followed his movements. »Why?« He looked at the girl, and turned aside in confusion. And to tell the truth, I am just a little ashamed to be looking »What a place this is!« he said, bemused and resting his eyes on Liuba. She sat up quickly on the bed, clasping her hands, eyes wide open dark, fumbling for his knee with her hand, Liuba sat down by him, but But Liuba got up, and moving a little distance away said: The evil-looking woman with the bird-like face was irritably


id: 49606
title: Anathema: A Tragedy in Seven Scenes
author: Andreyev, Leonid
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  _Sarah, David Leizer''s wife, an old Jewess, exhausted by life, is David Leizer, my old husband, came home, I said to him: "You are still You have come with bad news: David has no friends that wear clothes of And you like to have the people tell you, Nullius, that you are the like it, Nullius,--for the sons of the God of truth and mercy it is Mr. Leizer, a certain man, who looked like an old devil, caught me by tell her also: "Go, David is calling you." Do I speak properly, Nullius? Does an ordinary man throw money at people, like stones at a dog? Tell me, kind people, have you not seen David, who brings joy to the David be a man in the face of the great fear. all can hear: "David Leizer is a sick old man, and he has nothing David Leizer, but what has come of it?


id: 49596
title: The Sorrows of Belgium: A Play in Six Scenes
author: Andreyev, Leonid
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  "Papa!" "Papa!" Then, "François!" Maurice, Emil Grelieu''s _In the room are Emil Grelieu and his elder son, Pierre, a Pierre looks at his father attentively._ _Emil Grelieu''s wife enters quickly._ Yes, Pierre, my love for flowers. Pierre, you think, that I, Emil _Pierre sits motionless, his face covered with his hands. _Pierre brings her water, but Jeanne does not drink it._ _Emil Grelieu goes over to her and kisses the hand in which she Yes, I know, Emil. Emil Grelieu looks at his son, smiling. _A large room in Emil Grelieu''s villa, which has been turned Yes. EMIL GRELIEU Papa, do you know, well have good news today; I feel it. I know a very good man in Belgium-Jeanne helps Emil Grelieu with his coffee._ look at me like that, Emil; you had better not listen to what I Yes. It seems to me that I hear the sound of the water from that


id: 49852
title: The Life of Man: A Play in Five Acts
author: Andreyev, Leonid
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  women look, as they crouch together, like a little cluster of grey mice. we deck the walls with them the room will look like a fresh, luxuriant go, the little girl coughing badly, and the old man stumping along on [_Enter the Man''s Wife, her hair decked with wild flowers, and her whole neither the Man nor his Wife knows of this, although good fortune is coming to the Man as surely as some day it will depart again. Yes; like little white horses galloping, or myriads of tiny, frightened the grand, ball given by the Man. His wife dances to his humming, nice-looking young man, and had such a distinguished face. heard behind the scenes, and the Man''s Wife enters, looking as white as [_At a table a little apart from the rest there sits the Man. His white, Do you remember how the Man''s Wife looked, in her poor pink dress and


id: 42665
title: Satan''s Diary
author: Andreyev, Leonid
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  "Yes, it is Rome," affirmed Toppi, and raised his hand: "do you hear friend, Signor Thomas Magnus and his beautiful daughter, Maria. Toppi left and Signor Magnus opened wide his big sad eyes. To tell the truth: I liked "Thomas Magnus" at that moment. my face assumed at Magnus'' promise to transmit my greetings to Maria. Both of us looked simultaneously at his white hands and Magnus replied to work, Wondergood!'' Oh, Magnus is a great man. Something like respect arose in Magnus'' eyes...the devil take him, "Why do you look at me like that, Wondergood? Maria and my very thoughts on the man--Magnus, but the _real_ my mind "Pardon me, dear Magnus, but I would like to see the Signorina Maria. motionless hand of Thomas Magnus: apparently he must have looked like "Sit down, Maria.--As you see, Wondergood,"--began Magnus in a dry and "Do you hear, Wondergood?" asked Magnus, laughing.


