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OF(SZECHWAN
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Asmall Tobacconist's
The shop is not yet properly installed, and not yet open.
SHEN TEH, to the audience: It is now three days since the 80ds
left. They told me they wanted to pay for their lodging, And
when I looked at what they had given me Isaw that it was
more than a thousand silver dollars. I have used the money
to buy a tobacconist's business. I moved in here yesterday
and now I hope to be able to do a great deal of good. Look at
Mrs Shin, for instance, the old owner off the shop. Yesterday
she came to ask for rice for her children. And today I again
see her bringing her pot across thesquare,
Enter Mrs Shin. The women bow to one another.
THE NIECE:
The old, they say, find litle fun in hoping.
Time's what they need, and time begins to press.
But for the young, they say, the gates are open.
They open, so they say, on nothingness.
And Ito0 say: drop it!
Like smoke twisting grey
Into ever colder coldness you'll
Blow away.
THE NEPHEW: Where did that wine come from?
THE SISTER-IN-LAw: He pawned the sack of tobacco.
THE MAN: What? That tobacco was all we had left. We didn't
touch it even to get a bed. You dirty bastard!
THE BROTHER: Call me a bastard just because my wife's half
frozen? And who's been drinking it? Give me that jug.
They struggle. The shelves collapse..
SHEN TEH touches them: O look out for the shop, don't smash
everything! It's a gift of the gods. Take whatever's there if
you want, but don't smash it!
THE WOMAN, SCeptically: It's a smaller shop than I thought. A
pity we went and told Aunty and the others. If they turn up
too there won't be much room.
THE SISTER-IN-LAW: Our hostess is getting a bit frosty too.
There are voices outside, and a knocking on the door.
CRIES: Open up! It's us!
THE WOMAN: Is that you, Aunty? How are we going to
now?
manage
SHEN TEH: My beautiful shop! Oh, such hopes! No
opened, than it is no more. Tothe audience: SOoner
The dinghy which might save us
Is straightway sucked into the depths:
Too many of the drowning
Snatch greedily at it.
CRIES from outside: Open up!
INTERLUDE 21
INTERLUDE
Under a Bridge
The tvater-seller is crouchirng by the stream,
ANG. looking round: All quiet. That makes four days I have
been hiding. They won't find me, I've got my eyes open. I
took the same direction as them on purpose, The second day
they crossed the bridge; I heard their footsteps overhead. By
now they must be along way off; I have nothing more to fear.
He has leant back and gone to sleep. Music. The slope becomes
transparent, and the gods appear,
WANG, holding his arm in front of his face,as though he were about
to be struck: Don't say anything! Iknow! I failed to find
anybody who would take you into his house! Now I have
told you! Now go your way!
THE FIRST GOD: No, you did find scmebody. As you left they
came up. They took us in for the night;they watched over
our sleep; and they lighted our way next morning when we
left them. You had told us that she was a good person, and
she was good.
WANG: So it was Shen Teh who lodged you?
THE THIRD GOD: 0f course.
WANG: And I ran away, I had so little faith! Just because I
thought she couldn't come. Because she had been down on
her luck she couldn't come.
THE GODS:
O feeble one!
Well-meaning but feeble man!
Where hardship is, he thinks there is no goodness.( o onentond
Where danger lies, he thinks there is no courage.
Ofeebleness, that believes no good whatever!
!mo,
Ohastyjudgement! Opremature despair
WANG: Iam deeply ashamed, Illustrious Ones. an
THE FIRST GOD: And now, O water-seller, be so good as
return quickly to the city and look to dear Shen Teh, so that
They
THE GO0D PERSsÔN OF SZECHWAN
you can keep us posted about her. She is doing well now. She
is said to have acquired the money to set up a small shop, so
she can freely follow the impulses of her gentle heart. Shoy
some interest in her goodness, for no one can be good for
long if goodness is not demanded of him. We for our part
wish to travel further and continue our search, and discover
still more people ike our go0d person in Szechwan, so that
we can put a stop to the rumour which says that the good have
found our earth impossible to live on.
They vanish.