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64 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1888
Gustav: But in their hearts they know that there is someone who can see them through the darkness, and they become frightened, and then, once they are frightened, the absent one begins to haunt them—he looms larger, is transformed, and becomes a nightmare which disturbs their blissful slumbers, a creditor knocking on the door. They see his black hand between theirs as they eat at table, they hear his harsh breathing in the stillness of the night, which no sound should disturb but the thumping of their pulses. He cannot stop them from having each other, but he can disturb their happiness. And they sense his invisible power, they try vainly, to flee from the memory which dogs them, from the debt they have left unpaid, [from the reproach of public opinion] and because they lack the strength to carry the burden of their guilt, a scapegoat must be found and sacrificed. They were freethinkers, but dared not go to him and tell him to his face: “We love each other!” Well, they were cowards, and so they had to lay his ghost. Am I right?
Gustav: Yes. We shall say goodbye. We shall drown our memories in a drunkenness so deep that when we wake from it we shall have lost our memories. One can drink as deeply as that, you know. [Puts his arm round her waist.] His sick spirit drags you down, infects you with melancholy. I shall fill you with new life, I shall make your talent bloom again in its autumn like a September rose.