Anathema: A Tragedy in Seven Scenes

by Leonid Andreyev

VOICES.

Hush! hush! They are crying. Don't disturb their crying. Hush! hush!

Anathema, on tiptoe, whispers: "Hush, hush!" Then he goes over to the musicians and speaks to them in a low voice, conducting with his hand. Little by little the noise grows louder. Bezkrainy, Purikes, and Sonka are waiting, holding filled glasses in their hands.

DAVID.

Returns and wipes his eyes with his kerchief.

Here is your child, woman. We don't like him at all, do we, Sarah?

SARAH.

Weeping.

We have no children any longer, David.

DAVID.