How joy was found

ACT III. SCENE 2
THE HOUSE OF THE EARTH-MOTHER: GLOAMING

The kitchen of the Earth-Mother’s house. A big open fire in the middle of the room, with a hole in the thatch above it to let the smoke out. A child asleep in a cradle beside it. The remains of a lavish supper on a table in the corner. The men are all lying about the fire asleep. Finn alone is sitting in a low chair drowsing. The Climber is lying asleep on a settle in the corner, near the Thief, who is sitting quietly watchful by the child. She alone seems wide awake.

Finn

[Nodding drowsily, starts and falls forward. Shaking himself up, he looks round, rubbing his eyes and yawning.]

Heigh-ho!—Heigh-hum-harry!

This rainbow is a weary job to carry.

[Looks round.]

No one seems awake that I can see.

Thief

[Quietly.]

You forget me.

Finn

[Startled.]

Oh! Are you awake?

Thief

[Quietly.]

I’m always awake.

Finn

Then I can take

A nap.

Thief

[Calmly.]

For Heaven’s sake
Keep awake,
Or the child will be taken away in the cap
Of the Hand.

Finn

[Drowsily.]

Bother! I don’t understand.

[Pointing to the Climber.]

Even she’s sleeping.

Thief

Yes, she has been weeping.

Finn

[Uneasy.]

Why, whatever’s the matter?

Thief

Everything.

You’ve eaten too much.

Finn

[Defensively.]

Why, I didn’t touch
More than I ought,
Did I?

Thief

You took a thought
More than she did, that’s why
You have upset her.

Finn

[Sulkily.]

I wish to goodness I had never met her,

If she’s so very easily upset.

Thief

[Quietly.]

I fear she’s very childish for her age.
It’s apt to overbalance her at this stage;
She isn’t up to all God’s ropes as yet.

Finn

[Crossly.]

I thought she said
That she could climb upon a thread
Up to a star
Were I to tie it there.

Thief

Ay! But it needs more care
To return so far
Trundling the star.

[Finn sits silent for a little while, and begins to nod again. At last he rouses himself with a start.]

Finn

I’m much too plastic;

This needs something drastic.

[He snatches a brand of wood from the fire, and thrusts it through the bone of his palm. The Climber immediately starts up in her sleep with a cry of pain.]

[Startled.]

What’s wrong? Why——?

Climber

[Talking in her sleep, in great distress.]

You are in pain!

Finn

[Defiantly.]

Not I!

Climber

[Half asleep.]

You’re hurting yourself with trying to keep awake!

Finn

[Coldly.]

You’re making a mistake.

Climber

[Bewildered and dreamy.]

Oh, I’m sorry! I thought you called me.

Finn

[Stoically.]

No.

[The Marksman turns in his sleep with a groan.]

Climber

I beg your pardon.

Thief

[Quietly.]

Lie down. If he’s in pain

I’ll call you again.

[The Climber lies down again.]

Thief sings:

I have a lover in my mind,
And there I stray.
He whispers dreams to me all night;
I dream with him all day.

We tell each other foreign things,
We dream strange dreams, we two;
Sometimes he whispers He is God,
And I dream I am too.

[Finn, nodding, repeats former process. Again the Climber starts up in her sleep with a loud cry of anguish.]

Climber

[As before, talking half in her sleep.]

You are in pain?

Finn

[Wiping his brow.]

Not I, you’re dreaming.

[The Marksman again groans in his sleep.]

Thief

[Quietly.]

Lie down. If he’s in pain

I’ll call you again.

Climber

[Bewildered and troubled, still asleep.]

I’m very sorry, indeed I meant no harm;

I feel as if I were under some sort of charm.

[She lies down again.]

Thief sings:

Love seeketh not a Heaven’s delight.
If her beloved inhabit there,
She is content with outer night,
And finds in Hell no deep despair.

Yet if the love of God divine
Feel lonely Heaven a grave mistake,
And say: “Is Hell not also mine?”
Love answers: “Yea, Lord, take.”

[By this time Finn has fallen quite asleep. The fire dies low. Suddenly a strange light begins to play about the Climber. She starts up half-awake, and looks round bewildered. Then she speaks to the Thief in an awed whisper.]

Climber

Who called me? Was it you?

Thief

I have been sitting quietly by the cradle all this time.

Climber

Inside my brain
There’s something tugging me, a sort of strain,
A terrible wistfulness, my mind’s all bruised.
Something calls me that is not amused.
Is it God?
Or is it not God?

Thief

[Gravely.]

It is God.
Lie down. He will call you again
If He is in pain.

[The Climber lies down again. The fire dies quite low, but the radiance about her grows bright and brighter; she alone is left visible. Suddenly, for a moment, as through a veil, the face of the Big Young Hero is seen looking wistfully down on her. She starts up with her hands clasped to her breast, and speaks in an awed whisper.]

Climber

Did you call me, sir?

Hero

I sent Finn to call you.

Climber

I heard him. Do you require us both?

Hero

Yes, urgently; make haste.

[The vision fades, leaving the Climber alone in the midst of a great brightness.]

Climber

[Whispering.]

Always I have known Thou wert there,
But to-night Thou hast revealed Thyself utterly and
Thy face is bare.
I cannot tell how beautiful Thou art.
All of my heart
Is radiant with the fierce surprise
Of Thine eyes,
All of my soul
Stands shuddering at her goal.

Long ago she knew Thee, yet she feared
To name Thee, ever she peered
Into the darkness, whispering: “Not mine,”
To-night she doth divine
Wholly, and she is very bold, and boasts, and hath good cheer,
Entertaining the love that casts out fear.

[The brightness fades, leaving darkness for a moment, then the fire leaps up again, illuminating the room. The Climber looks about her, bewildered with ecstasy.]

Oh, I have had such a wonderful dream!
Why, they all seem
To be asleep!

Thief

[Quietly.]

I am not asleep.

Climber

[Radiant.]

Oh, did you see my dream?

Thief

Yes; I stole it for you.

Climber

Where did you get it?

Thief

Out of the mind of God.

Climber

It was most beautiful; can’t you find

Another the same?

Thief

Yes, from where that one came;

But it is not for you.

Climber

[Disappointed.]

Oh! Who’s it for?

Thief

Never mind,
You’ll find
When you make yours come true.

Climber

[Very eagerly.]

Why, what must I do?

Thief

You must make them believe it.
You must take it and weave it,
By a kind of story,
Into actual glory.

Climber

[Jumping up joyfully.]

Where shall I begin?

Thief

With Finn.

Climber

[Drawing back nervously.]

Oh no, I can’t! He’ll think it very queer.
I—I haven’t got the courage to reveal
A dream so very delicate and real.
They’ll laugh at me. They’ll all think I am queer.

Thief

[Indifferently.]

I have nothing to do with fear.

Your business is to do just as I tell.

Climber

[Summoning up all her resolution.]

Very well.

Thief

[Quietly.]

If you’re to carry out God’s plan

You must pitch into every man.

Climber

[Trembling with nervousness.]

All right! To make my dream come true

There’s nothing I’m afraid to do.

[She runs quickly over to Finn and takes him eagerly by the hand to wake him. He starts awake with a quiver of pain, withdrawing his hand.]

Climber

[Overstrained and very nervous.]

Oh, are you angry at me?

Finn

[Gently.]

Why should I be angry?

Climber

[Shyly.]

For—for waking you up.

Finn

Was I asleep?

Climber

[Nervously.]

Yes; but I’ve brought you something that’ll keep

You awake for ever.

[She laughs nervously.]

Finn

[Politely.]

Never!

What is it?

Climber

[Shyly.]

N—nothing; just a dream.

Finn

[Embarrassed.]

Better keep it to yourself.

Dreams are things some folk don’t understand.

Climber

[In distress, catching sight of his hand.]

Why, what have you done to your hand?
You’ve burnt it all!
You were in pain, I knew!
I heard you call.
Why did you say it wasn’t true?

Finn

[Withdrawing his hand hastily.]

It’s nothing to do with you.
Go to sleep again;
I never felt the slightest pain.

[The Marksman groans in his sleep.]

Climber

[Embarrassed and shy.]

Don’t you, really?

Finn

[Resolutely.]

No. I tell you it’s quite numb.

Climber

[Grieved and awkward.]

Then you didn’t call me to come?

Finn

[Turning his head away with a groan.]

No. I am in no need.

[The Marksman groans in his sleep again. Finn turns and looks more attentively at the Climber, hesitating. She is pale and overstrained looking.]

[Kindly.]

I really think you ought to feed
Yourself up a bit.
You’re not looking very fit.

Climber

[Hurriedly.]

I was asleep. I’m quite all right.

It’s just a silly dream. Good night.

[Marksman groans.]

Be sure you keep awake.

[She retreats nervously.]

Finn

Good night. Be sure you keep

Asleep.

Don’t worry about me for any sake;

I’m wide enough awake.

[The Marksman groans again, and Finn begins to nod heavily even as he speaks.]

Climber

[To the thief, bursting into tears.]

They won’t believe my dream.
You’ve made me feel an awful fool.
He’s laughing now. I know I seem
Quite childish!

Thief

[Aside.]

To keep cool,

The best way is by letting off some steam.

[To the Climber, very sternly.]

The fault was yours. You have betrayed your dream.

Climber

[Weeps silently for a little, then wipes her eyes and speaks as if to herself.]

They tell me that I have my birth
Some other where,
And though indeed I do not greatly care
If this be true or no,
I really think it must be partly so;
For no one understands me in this house,
I am not able all alone to rouse
Them up. They just ignore me everywhere.
I begin to think that I’m not quite all there.

[She sinks her head desperately between her hands.]

Thief

[Quietly.]

I wasn’t laughing at you.

Climber

[Lifting her head quietly and recovering herself.]

No, I knew.

Thief

Perhaps I’ve left you rather much alone.

Climber

Oh no! I think I’ve just outgrown

My strength.

Thief

[Quietly.]

Then if you’ve got that length
You’ve come into your own. Lie down again;
I’ll call you if he is in pain.

Climber

No! No! This time I must lie still
Unless he comes himself. He’d take it ill
If I should offer him a change of diet
He’s not accustomed to. I must lie quiet
Unless he says that he’s prepared to try it.

[She lies down again. The stage gradually becomes quite dark, as the Thief sings this song.]

Thief’s Song

God gave me a little fire,
And, as He did require,
I burnt it all away,
And He gave me more each day.
At last to one most dear
I denied my fire in fear,
And now the light’s gone out,
And God’s nowhere about.

[At this moment the eight-day clock in the corner of the room strikes twelve slowly, and a great Hand comes in at the hole in the centre of the roof. All have fallen asleep except the Thief. She springs up with a cry and shakes the Climber, who does not stir, but all the others start up, and Finn calls loudly on the Gripper, who lays hold on the Hand and takes it in to the two eyebrows at the chimney. The Hand gives a pull on the Gripper, and takes him out to the top of his two shoulders. The Gripper gives another pull on the Hand and brings it in to the neck. The Hand gives a pull on the Gripper, and brings him out to the very middle. The Gripper gives a pull on the Hand, and brings it in over the two armpits. The Hand gives a pull on the Gripper, and takes him out to the smalls of his two feet. Then the Gripper gives a brave pull on the Hand, and it comes out of the shoulder, and when it falls on the floor the pulling of seven geldings is in it. All shout with joy.]

Finn

[Wiping his brow in unutterable relief.]

What an escape! I nearly lost the child!
She’d have been wild!
I knew I could hold out
Without having to shout
For aid.

[At this moment the Giant, unnoticed, puts in his other hand and takes the child with him in the cap of the hand. It screams, awaking the Climber.]

Climber

Oh! You’ve let it go!

You’ve been asleep, I know!

Finn

[Desperately, with his head in his hands.]

What a mistake I’ve made!

[Furiously, to the Gripper.]

You fool! Why couldn’t you

Hold on a little longer?

Gripper

[Plaintively and with resignation.]

Because I never knew

There was another Hand a little stronger.

Finn

[Frantically, to Marksman.]

You that’s so good at marking eggs,
Why couldn’t you tell other folk
About the yolk?

Marksman

[Tranquilly.]

You never asked me, or I would have told.
Are you not old
Enough—have you not got two legs,
A pair of hands, a level
Enough head
(When all is done and said)
From which to deduce the devil?

Finn

[Losing all control.]

Liar! It was your duty to tell!

Marksman

[Quietly and sorrowfully.]

Go to Hell.

[Finn rushes out. The Climber is all this time kneeling by the settle with her head buried in her hands, and does not appear to hear anything around her.]

Carpenter

[Angrily, to Marksman.]

Didn’t the woman tell her that the Giant
Who steals the children was just like a man?
If we had known we wouldn’t have been so pliant.

Marksman

[Turning to look at him with a strange smile.]

Why didn’t you ask her about him? She never can
Tell you very much until
You ask her of your own free will.

Carpenter

[Sneeringly.]

I don’t believe she knew!

Marksman

[Turning and looking at him.]

Don’t you?

Carpenter

[Trying to look him in the face, but getting very red, drops his eyes and mutters.]

Well, maybe she did. You needn’t make a stir,

I don’t pretend to understand folk like her.

Marksman

[As before.]

Don’t you?

Carpenter

[Defiantly and reluctantly.]

Well, if I do it’s not because I can’t.

Marksman

[As before.]

Isn’t it?

[Silence.]

Come, answer me!

Carpenter

[Defiantly.]

I shan’t!

Marksman

[Letting him go with a contemptuous kick from behind.]

Then follow Finn until you’ve learned compliance.

Carpenter

[Calling Tracker.]

Come on! Let’s show them we’ve some self-reliance!

Tracker

[To Gripper, who is still standing quietly holding the arm he has pulled out.]

Come on! There’s no use holding any more

To the sneck of that door.

[Pointing to arm.]

Gripper

Where are you going?

[He looks undecided.]

Tracker

There’s no knowing,

I’m bound to follow him.

[Points to Carpenter.]

Gripper

[Looking round doubtfully.]

The light is very dim,

Where is he taking us?

Carpenter

[Pulling him by the collar.]

Come on without any more fuss.

Tracker

[Pulling at the Hand.]

Drop it, I say, drop it!

Marksman

[Intervening sternly.]

Stop it!

[The Tracker and the Carpenter fling out after Finn.]

Thief

[To Marksman.]

I’ll follow them. I musn’t be inhuman,

They’ll certainly get lost without a woman.

Marksman

Take care, they’ve gone to Hell.

Thief

[Quietly indicating the Climber.]

Look after this child well,

And I will steal all Heaven before you can tell.

Listener

[Eagerly.]

What fun! May I come too?

Thief

[Pointing to the Climber.]

Not yet, she’s need of you.

[Exit Thief.]

Listener

[Coming forward and gazing up at the hole in the roof with his hands on his knees.]

Well, that was a clean sweep!

[To Climber.]

I say, don’t weep!

Marksman

[With his finger on his lips.]

Hush! She’s saying her prayers!

Listener

[Abashed and embarrassed.]

Oh, sorry!

[He crosses to the window and leans out, and then softly beckons to the Gripper. The Marksman is sitting quietly in Finn’s chair by the fire.]

Listener

[To Gripper, speaking softly not to disturb the Climber.]

Look at the sky, and that green stretch of clear

Behind the Bidean! There’s really no night here.

[He sits astride the window whistling softly, and then begins to sing this song under his breath.]

I had a vision of Hope. She came to me
Long before morning came, long ere the day
Had folded night in her bosom and gathered away
The stars in her brightness;
I saw as it were a whiteness
Like a shimmer on the sea;
Long before morning broke
She awoke
And came to me.

There are some who never see her,
There are some who never hear
Her whisper at their ear.
I was awake and heard
Before the thrushes stirred.

Deep in her heart she showed me,
Long before it was spring,
A lovely thing.
All the April bulbs unsleeping,
Beneath the garden keeping
Watch for the dawn,
All the eyes of the daisies wide-awake under the lawn.

There are some who will not trust her,
There are some who blindly thrust her
Out of sight
Into the solitary night.
Grievous souls! They do not know
That her lovely sign is true:
I listened and I knew.

Marksman

That’s good enough!

[Climber springs up lightly.]

Climber

Why! Where’s Finn?

Listener

[Coming down.]

Gone off in the huff

While you were saying your prayers.

Climber

[Desperately, to Marksman.]

I don’t believe it! Tell me there’s

No truth in what he said.

Marksman

[Quietly.]

Yes, for the present, Finn is dead.

Climber

[Quietly steadfast.]

I don’t believe it.

Marksman

He has lost his head.

Climber

[Looking round.]

Where are the others?

Gripper

[Sarcastically.]

They’ve followed him like brothers.

Climber

Has the Thief gone with the rest?

Marksman

Yes; she thought it best.
She said it was inhuman
To let them go without a woman.

Climber

[Radiantly, with upraised face.]

Thank you!

Listener

[To Marksman.]

Who’s she speaking to?

[The Marksman quietly shoots an arrow out of the window.]

Listener

Why did you do that?

Marksman

Being under my protection

She looked straight in the right direction.

Listener

[Who has run to the window to look after the arrow.]

I say! They’ve put off in the boat

And left us all behind!

Climber

[Anxiously.]

Has Finn got his coat?

Listener

No; there it is behind

The press.

Climber

Is the Thief there?

Listener

Yes.

Climber

Then never mind.

[To Gripper.]

Come! You must follow
And take the tiller, or the sea will swallow
Them all.

Gripper

[Plaintively.]

It’s no use; I would fall

Without something to grip.

Climber

Are you afraid to slip
If I make fast
A rope to the mast?

Gripper

[Brightening.]

Oh no! not if you give me anything
To hold to, even the smallest bit of string.
But how will you get over there?
It’s far too rough to swim. Take care!

Climber

[To Listener.]

Can you hear

What the Thief is saying?

Listener

[Putting his ear to the ground and listening intently.]

I rather think she’s praying.

Climber

[Clapping her hands delightedly.]

Then come along, the danger’s past,

I’ve tied a life-line to the mast!

[Exit all running eagerly, the Climber carrying Finn’s coat.]

About This Book

ACT III. SCENE 2 THE HOUSE OF THE EARTH-MOTHER: GLOAMING

ACT III. SCENE 2
THE HOUSE OF THE EARTH-MOTHER: GLOAMING