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    Eleuthéria

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      MME. KRAP

      You're being impertinent.

      Qacques lowers his head) Show

      me that card. Qacques holds out

      the tray again , Mme. Krap takes

      up the card again) Since when

      8

      SAMUEL BECKETT

      does my sister go by the name of

      Madame Piouk?

      jACQUES

      (Embarrassed) I think -

      MME. KRAP

      You think?

      jACQUES

      If Madame was to turn the card

      over.

      (Mme . Krap turns the card over

      and reads)

      MME. KRAP

      Couldn 't you have told me so at

      once?

      jACQUES

      I beg Madame's pardon .

      MME. KRAP

      Don 't b e so humble. (Jacques

      silent) Think about your union .

      jACQUES

      Madame is joking.

      MME. KRAP

      Have her come in . (Jacques goes)

      Send in Marie.

      jACQUES

      Very good, Madame. (Exit)

      (Mme . Krap motionless. Enter

      Jacques)

      Madame Piouk.

      (Enter Madame Piouk, in great

      haste. Exitjacques)

      MME. PIOUK

      Violette !

      MME. KRAP

      Marguerite !

      (They kiss)

      MME. PIOUK

      Violette !

      MME. KRAP

      You'll forgive me for not getting

      up. I have a slight pain in the no matter. Sit down . I thought you

      were in Rome .

      ELEUTHERIA

      9

      MME. PIOUK

      (Sits down ) How bad you look!

      MME. KRAP

      You ' re not so very blooming

      yourself.

      MME. PIOUK

      It's the travelling.

      MME. KRAP

      Who 's this - (She looks at the

      card) - this Piouk?

      MME. PIOUK

      He's a doctor.

      MME. KRAP

      I ' m not asking you what he does.

      (A knock) Come in. (Enter

      Marie) You may serve tea.

      MARIE

      Very good, Madame. (She goes)

      MME. PIOUK

      Not for me.

      MME. KRAP

      Marie !

      MARIE

      Madame?

      MME. KRAP

      You will serve the tea when Ma-

      dame Meek is here .

      MARIE

      Very good, Madame. (Exit)

      MME. PIOUK

      You ' re not offering me something

      else?

      MME. KRAP

      For instance?

      MME. PIOUK

      A glass of port.

      MME. KRAP

      It's time for tea.

      MME. PIOUK

      How is Henri?

      MME. KRAP

      Poorly.

      MME. PIOUK

      What's wrong with him?

      MME. KRAP

      I don ' t know. He no longer uri-

      nates.

      MME. PIOUK

      It's the prostate .

      MME. KRAP

      So you got married.

      MME. PIOUK

      Yes.

      1 0

      S.-..fUEL BECKETI

      M�tE. KRAP

      At your age !

      M�tE. PIOUK

      '7e 're in love .

      MME. KRAP

      What's the connection? (Mme .

      Piouk silent) But you must - I

      mean - you no longer must- in

      a word - let's see -

      M�lE. PIOUK

      Not yet.

      M�lE. KRAP

      I congratulate you.

      MME. PIOUK

      He wants a child.

      M�tE. KRAP

      No !

      MllE. PIOUK

      Yes!

      M�tE. KRAP

      It's madness.

      M�tE. PIOUK

      How is Victor?

      M�tE. KRAP

      Still the same, still there, down in

      his hole. ·we never see him.

      (Pause) Let's not talk about it.

      M�tE. PIOUK

      You're expecting Madame Meek?

      M�tE. KRAP

      With no great impatience .

      M�tE. PIOUK

      That old witch .

      MME. KRAP

      You don 't want to see her?

      M�lE. PIOUK

      I would just as soon not.

      MME. KRAP

      Yet she" likes you.

      M�tE. PIOUK

      That's what you think! It's playacting.

      M�tE. KRAP

      Yes, probably. (Pause) I expect

      her any minute .

      M�tE. PIOUK

      Then I ' m leaving. (She gets up)

      M�IE. KRAP

      Your husband isn 't with you?

      M�tE. PIOUK

      (Sitting down again) Oh I can't

      wait till you see him ! He's so

      ELEUTHERIA

      1 1

      sweet, so bright, so­

      MME. KRAP

      He isn't with you?

      MME. PIOUK

      He went to the hotel...

      MME. KRAP

      Which hotel?

      MME. PIOUK

      I don't know.

      MME. K.RAP

      When will you know?

      MME. PIOUK

      He's supposed to pick me up

      here.

      MME. KRAP

      When?

      MME. PIOUK

      Oh in about half an hour, I think.

      MME. KRAP

      So you can't leave.

      MME. PIOUK

      I would have waited for him in the

      drawing room.

      MME. KRAP

      What kind of medicine does he

      do?

      MME. PIOUK

      He doesn't have a specialty. That

      is-

      MME. KRAP

      He does everything.

      MME. PIOUK

      Mankind is what interests him.

      MME. KRAP

      Where does he perpetrate?

      MME. PIOUK

      He hopes to set up a practice

      here.

      MME. KRAP

      And up until now?

      MME. PIOUK

      Pretty much everywhere.

      MME. KRAP

      I haven't congratulated you. (She

      puts forward her cheek which

      Mme. Piouk kisses) You could

      have let me know.

      MME. PIOUK

      I wanted to send you a telegram

      but Andre told me that-

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      SAMUEL BECKETI

      MME. KRAP

      Anyhow all this is of no importance. (A knock) Come in.

      (Enter Jacques)

      jACQUES

      Madame Meek.

      (Enter Madame Meek, a bulky

      woman heavily laden with furs,

      capes, umbrella, handbag, etc.

      Exit jacques)

      MME. MECK

      Violette !

      MME. KRAP

      Jeanne ! {They kiss. Mme. Meek

      sits down, unloads, fixes herself

      up) Forgive me for not getting up.

      MME. MECK

      You're still in pain?

      MME. KRAP

      Getting worse and worse. You

      know my sister.

      MME. MECK

      (Turning toward Mme. Piouk)

      Why it's Rose !

      MME. KRAP

      Of course not, it's Marguerite.

      MME. MECK

      My dear Marguerite ! (Extends her

      hand, which Mme. Piouk takes)

      Where did you come from? I

      thought you were in Pisa?

      MME. KRAP

      She's gotten
    married.

      MME. MEeK

      Married!

      MME. KRAP

      To a doctor who is interested in

      mankind.

      MME. MECK

      Let me give you a kiss. (Mme.

      Piouk lets herself be kissed)

      Married! Oh! - (with an

      undescribable movement) - I'm

      so glad!

      ELEUTHERIA

      1 3

      MME. PIOUK

      Thank you.

      MME. MECK

      What's his name?

      MME. KRAP

      (Looking at the card) Piouk,

      Andre.

      MME. MECK

      (Ecstatically) Madame Andre

      Piouk!

      (A knock)

      MME. KRAP

      Come in.

      (Enter Marie with the tea tray,

      which she sets down on the table)

      Has Monsieur come back?

      MARIE

      No, Madame.

      MME. KRAP

      Send Jacques in.

      MARIE

      Very good, Madame. (Exit)

      MME. PIOUK

      (To Mme. Meek) Don't you find

      that my sister looks bad?

      MME. MECK

      Bad?

      (Mme. Krap serves the tea, offers

      a cup to her sister who refuses)

      MME. KRAP

      She'd rather have port.

      MME. MECK

      Port! At five in the afternoon!

      MME. KRAP

      She's right. I'm worn out.

      MME. PIOUK

      What's wrong?

      (A knock)

      MME. KRAP

      Come in. (Enter Jacques) Ah,

      Jacques.

      JACQUF-'i

      Madame.

      MME. KRAP

      Has Monsieur come back?

      JACQUF-'i

      Not yet, Madame.

      MME. KRAP

      You will tell him, as soon as he

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      SAMUEL BECKETI

      does come back, that I have to

      speak to him.

      jACQUES

      Very good, Madame.

      MME. KRAP

      You may turn on the light.

      jACQUES

      Very good, Madame. (He turns on

      the floor lamp)

      MME. KRAP

      The other one too.

      jACQUES

      Very good, Madame. (He turns on

      the wall lamp)

      MME. KRAP

      That will be all.

      jACQUES

      Very good, Madame. (Exit)

      MME. MEeK

      How is he?

      MME. KRAP

      Who?

      MME. MECK

      Henri.

      MME. KRAP

      Poorly.

      MME. MECK

      Oh.

      .

      MME. KRAP

      He doesn't piss any more.

      MME. MECK

      Ooh!

      MME. PIOUK

      It's the prostate.

      MME. MECK

      Poor thing. And he so lighthearted, so -

      MME. KRAP

      What's more he is eating himself

      up.

      MME. PIOUK

      For sure.

      MME. KRAP

      Because of Victor.

      MME. MECK

      By the way, how is he?

      MME. KRAP

      Who?

      MME. MEeK

      Your Victor.

      MME. KRAP

      Let's not talk about it.

      MME. MECK

      Me neither, I'm not doing well.

      ELEUTHERIA

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      MME. PIOUK

      What's the matter with you?

      MME. MECK

      It's the lower belly. It's descending, so it appears.

      MME. KRAP

      Like me. Except that mine has

      descended.

      MME. PIOUK

      Isn't there anything to drink in

      this house?

      MME. KRAP

      To drink?

      MME. MECK

      I n the middle of the afternoon?

      MME. PIOl/K

      Henri no longer pisses, Victor, we

      mustn't talk about it, and you, you

      have a descending lower belly.

      MME. KRAP

      And you, you've gotten married.

      MME. MECK

      Is that a reason to drink?

      MME. KRAP

      It's of no use.

      MME. MECK

      Our little Victor! What a thing to

      happen! And he so light-hearted,

      so alive!

      MME. KRAP

      He's never been either lighthearted or alive.

      MME. MECK

      What! Why, he was the very soul of

      the household, for years.

      MME. KRAP

      The very soul of the household!

      Talk about something for the

      books.

      MME. PIOUK

      He's still at the Impasse de

      l'Enfant:Jesus?

      MME. KRAP

      Jeanne sees life and lightheartedness everywhere. It's a

      permanent hallucination.

      MME. PIOUK

      He's still at the Impasse de

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      SAMUEL BECKETI

      l ' Enfant:Jesus?

      MME. KRAP

      Still.

      MME. PIOUK

      He's got to be shaken up.

      MME. KRAP

      He doesn ' t get up any more .

      Another cup?

      MME. MECK

      Half a cup. He doesn ' t get up any

      more, you say?

      MME. PIOUK

      He 's ill.

      MME. KRAP

      Nothing at all is wrong with him .

      MME. MECK

      Then why doesn ' t he get up any

      more?

      MME. KRAP

      From time to time he goes out.

      MME. MECK

      He gets up then from time to

      time.

      MME. KRAP

      It's when he has nothing more to

      eat. Then he digs around in the

      garbage cans. He pushes on as far

      as Passy. The concierge saw him.

      MME. MECK

      When you think of it, the garbage

      cans of Passy.

      MME. PIOUK

      It's horrible.

      MME. KRAP

      Isn ' t it though.

      MME. PIOUK

      But you do give him money?

      MME. KRAP

      Every month. I bring it to him

      myself.

      MME. PIOUK

      And what does he do with it?

      MME. KRAP

      How should I know? It's doubtless

      not enough.

      (Enter Monsieur Henri Krap)

      M. KRAP

      Good evening, Jeanne. Well,

      ELEUTHERIA

      1 7

      Marguerite . (They kiss) I thought

      you were in Venice .

      MME. KRAP

      Your wife is also present. (M. Krap

      kisses his wife) She 's gotten married.

      MME. MEeK

      To a doctor.

      MME. KRAP

      Who loves mankind.

      M. KRAP

      (Sadly) Congratulations.

      MME. KRAP

      Sit down .

      M. KRAP

      Oh, I ' m not staying.

      MME. KRAP

      Oh, come now, of course you are.

      M. KRAP

      Think so? (Seats himself painfully

      in the armchair) I ' m wrong.

      (Ensconces himself) I won ' t be

      able to get up again.

      MME. KRAP

      Don ' t talk nonsense .

      M. KRAP

      My freedom is being whittled away

      more and more every day. Soon I

      won ' t have the right to unlock my


      jaw. Me, the one who expected to

      make an ass of himself all the way

      to death ' s door.

      MME. MECK

      What's the matter with him?

      MME. KRAP

      He consoles himself as best he

      can.

      M. KRAP

      Yes, now I 've got it, now that it's

      too late. Nimis sero, imber serotinus.

      Peace of mind is the hallmark of

      slaves. (Pause . Mme. Meek making faces) I ' m the cow that, up

      against the bars of the slaughter-

      1 8

      SA.M:UEL BECKETT

      house, understands the utter

      absurdity of pastures. It would

      have done better to think about it

      earlier, out yonder, in the tall,

      tender grass. More 's the pity. It

      still has the courtyard to cross.

      That nobody will be able to tear

      away from it.

      MME. KRAP

      Pay no attention . He thinks he's

      in his circle.

      M. KRAP

      I am. In the ninth. (Changing his

      tone) So, Marguerite , at last

      you' re a respectable woman .

      MME. PIOUK

      Flatterer!

      M. KRAP

      I'm congratulating you.

      MME. KRAP

      You've already congratulated her.

      M. KRAP

      That's true.

      MME. PIOUK

      Henri.

      M. KRAP

      Yes.

      MME. PIOUK

      I wouldn 't mind having a drink.

      M. KRAP

      But of course . (To Mme . Krap)

      The bell .

      MME. KRAP

      You know very well I can 't get up.

      M. KRAP

      That's true . Besides it's not worth

      it. He 'll come by himself.

      MME. KRAP

      Don 't count on it. We 've been left

      in peace now for three minutes.

      M. KRAP

      So, Marguerite, if you would be

      good enough to ring.

      (Mme. Piouk gets up, rings, sits

      down again)

      ELEUTHERIA

      1 9

      MME. KRAP

      Yesterday he stayed away a good

      fifteen minutes before looking in .

      I thought he was dead. (A knock)

      Come in.

      (Enter Jacques)

      M. KRAP

      I wonder why he always knocks.

      ·

      For fifteen years he's been knocking and we 've been saying, Come

      in, and he still knocks.

      MME. MECK

      It's a question of correctness.

      M. KRAP

      (To Mme. Piouk) What will you

      have?

      MME. PIOUK

      Anything. Port.

      M. KRAP

      (To Jacques) Port.

      jACQUES

      Very good, sir. (Exit)

      (A silence)

      MME. PIOUK

      We were speaking about Victor.

      M. KRAP

      Ah .

      MME. KRAP

      Does there exist another subject

      of conversation? I begin to wonder.

      MME. MECK

      The poor thing!

      MME. KRAP

      (Violently) Be quiet!

      MME PIOUK

      Violette !

      .

      MME. MECK

      What's the matter with her?

      MME. KRAP

      The matter is that I 've had

      enough of hearing that scoundrel

      being pitied and it's been going

      on for two years!

      MME. PIOUK

      Scoundrel!

      MME. MEeK

      Your child !

     


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