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with concern
(As if concerned) Mr. Rademacher
FLOR'.
Dont you worry about me, there’s no need at all for
RADE.
that. On my soul I feel quite easy, and I'm not
It wont be so
even afraid any longer off
dying
terrible, if that man has been here — —
I say
Florian Jackwerth, is there anything I can do for
you?
(astonished) What s that?
FLOR.
I should like to show my gratitude to you, for you
RADE.
I shall make you
led me to this idea, yes, you.
The key of my desk is under the bol ster
my heir.
perhaps you think that is nothing much; who knows?
Perhaps there are masterpieces
you might be wrong.
On my soul I feel better
adden away in there.
and better. In the end I shall get quite well
again.
Yes, of course you will
FLOR.
If I get well, I swear it, if I ever set foot
RADE.
out side the hospital again I’ll make a fresh start-,
yes, I shall start again.
Start what?
FLOR.
Yes, the struggle. I shall have
The struggle.
RADE.
y. Ishant give it up yet,-no;after all,
another tr
I'm not so old, fifty-four, is that a great age
when one is healthy? I’m somebody, Florian
Jacobwerth, I’m somebody, you may take my word for
I am worth as
it. Only I’ve had rotten luck.
much as many another man, who sit's now on his high
hor se, my dear fellow, and I could be a match for
many a man who thinks himself much better than I am
becauæ he has had better luck. (feverishly
If he only comes, if he onlycomes. I pray Thee,
Oh Lord! Thompson Thou hast left me in the lurch
fifty-four years, at least grant me strength for the
So that the balance may
last quarter of an hour!
Letme see him
be made even as far as it can!
sitting in front of me pale and overwhelmed.-
as far below me as all his life he has felt himself
above me — —yes, my dear Jackwerth, you see the
man I'm waiting for me now is a friend from early
And twenty-five years ago, even twenty,
day s.
we were on very terms for we both began
of close
from the same point, although after, we both went
different ways; he higher and higher upwards, and
I further and further downwards. And to-day he has
got on so farthat he is a rich favour, and
I am a poor civil of a journalist, dying like a
dog in alho spital. But that doe snt matter, for now
the moment is coming when I can smash him, and
shall do it if he only comes - if he only comes -
Mr. Jackwerth, I know your sweetheart was with you
this afternoon, but what is the joyafter all, of
looking forward to the sight of someone one lives,
compared to the longing for someone one hates, has