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The Balancer of The Universe
\ Drama of the Rac^ Conflict in Four Acts by B. H orison Peyton
CHARACTERS
Mauricio Crispin, a dancer from the
Argentine, age 25 years.
La Corusca, Senora Ciispin, his Ar
gentine mother, age 42.
Agnes, their American guest and
dancing pupil, age 22.
Mrs. Vincent Widener, a woman
oumalist, age 35.
Period: Present. Place: Provt
dencia, a city on the Pacific coast.
SC FINE 111
The Blaz'ne Disruption.
Agnes: Your regret, I assure >ou,
no a, however great it nav be. Oh!
b’t she's gone—like a whirlwind!
Crispin: Yes. And. you were about
to say?
Agnes: Merely that her' regret can
by no possibility exceed my own. But
for us. too, senor, the hour of parting
:s come, and all too soon!
Crispin: Permit me. Still, the
-nrting won’t be really final, I trust,
renorita. Surely it’ll be simply hasta
hr vista; for will you not return to
our home in a few weeks—or months
t the most?
Agnes: No, senor; it’s very unlike
ly that I’ll ever come back here, and
certainly not, if dear Godfrey doesn’t
ccover by some mar vel. But hand me
the coat, please.
Crispin: What, senorita! you won’t
eturn to finish vou: schooling in la
Malaguena, nor avail yourself of the
extra lessons I’ve promised you ?
Agnes: In saddest truth, ’twill Ire
u’te impossible. Nevertheless, ours
1 c.s been a most fortunate acquaint
' icr senor. Indeed, such a thorough
schoolfellow like comradeship as
mind shall preserve sacredly as
'ong as memory lasts, just as the
mind treasures enshrined the pleas
ures and playmates of one’s child
’ood.
Crispin: But think once more of
madre: how can you forsake her, too,
all at once and so absolutely? Sen
orita, only consider what store she
sets by you as a pupil; and if you
never come here again, what poignant
disappointment hers will be.
Agnes: I give you my word, senor,
no one has a fuller realization than I
have of my indebtedness to Senora
'“’risnin. In the brief while of my
abode here, your mother has won my
s’ncerest esteem, and attached herself
to me a great deal more closely than
on probably imagine. And I must
sr.v that you especially, with the best
will in the world, have rendered me
services so generous and innumerable
that I feel grateful beyond measure,
and cannot take leave of you, senor,
without begging that you will let me
make some poor attempt to thank you
"or them.
Crispin: Bather is it I who owe you
an unlimited grat’tude, senorita. But
:f vou insist I’ve actually inspired in
vou—some feeling of thankfulness—I
-sk ro greater proof of it than you’ll
promise to return to us as our guest
and pupil sometime in the future, in
order that I may go on serving you to
the best of my modest ability as I’ve |
served you in the past.
Agnes: I can only repeat, senor, j
what you desire is for me hardly feas- j
ible.
Crispin: But, Senorita Agnes, you
talk of going out of life entirely, all
of a sudden and for all time. Has
it never occurred' to you of what vital
import that possibly may be to me?
Agnes. Precious little Godfrey’s
immensely more to me than a mere
punil, senor, and yet isn’t it almost
certain he’ll be taken out of my life
forever—and—i rrecoverably ?
Crispin: Senorita.
Agnes: Yes, senor.
Crispin: You purpose to undertake
that long, racking, desolate journey
to Shadow City alone. writh no one—
not even a mere acquaintance—to at
tend you—to come to your aid in case
of need?
Agnes: Tis indeed regrettable Pm
without even a maid, senor; and of
course, pressing theatrical engage
ments won’t pei-mit the senora to go
with me. Besides herself, I have no
friend of my own sex here in Provi
dencia.
Crispin: It’s nearly four days’
travel at the shortest; unnerved and
heart-stricken by the anguish of sus
pense as you are, before the jour
neys’ over, senorita, you’ll be in se
| vere need of someone to sustain you.
Agnes: I shall be constrained to
! endure the trip, senor, with the very
best fortitude at my command.
Crispin: But, senorita, the truth is,
I can’t suffer you to support the heavy
ordeal of such a journey all by your
self! Surely you’ll permit me to—to
accompany you, to be—er—to you on
your travels the same companion as
| I’ve been here?
Agnes: You! Senor, it it, it’s un
thinkable! it’s unthinkable! How can
you ask that of me, senor?
Crispin: I forewarn you, ’twill be
j an exhausting journey, cruelly hard!
Agnes: No, senor, no! Every cir
cumstance forbids what you ask of me.
I Pll accomplish the journey wholly un
attended, and make my support the
constant hope and desire to enfold
baby Godfrey in these arms once again
before there comes that last closing
of his eyes.
Crispin: Do you doubt your anx
•ety regarding your little brother
troubles my spirit nigh as much as
it does your own ?
Agnes: Not for an instant. But,
senor, how can you so soon forget
our former Colored intimate?
Crispin: High-minded, brave heart
ed, matchless Anthony!—unhonorcd,
'•eviled martyr to the cause of lib
erty! Why do you assume I’ve for
gotten him, senorita?
Agnes: He possesed a very strong
hold on your affections—didn't he
senor?
Crispin: I knew him iust four
’ ears; he was somewhat older than 1
■ t in that short s^aco, he became
so much like a brother to me as if
on!- mot^e’s hrd been one—and when
vo v.as shot down like—
Arnes: Oh. senor! the senora her
rlf has described to me all her own
bitter stress of grief—and yours! But,
if I may venture to mention again
him whom you abhor for having killed
our friend, why are you not mindful
' is home is in Shadow City?
Crispin: You think I should be
afraid to cross Terry Whiteside’s path
—afraid ’twill provoke just such an
other mortal conflict as occurred be
tween Anthony and him? Senorita, I
desire to go with you in spite of that
rather unlikely possibility.
Agnes: Yet you refused to go to
Shadow City to dance la Malaguena
for the representative’s little son,
crippled and bedridden!
Crispin: Precisely. Didn’t he by
his infernal malice, not only cause the
,,eatv> of scores on scores of others,
hut bring about the injury of his own
child as well—like a swashbuckler
’• ho strikes ami is heart-wounded by
the recoil of his own weapon? In
deed, Whiteside represents to my
mind, senorita, such inhuman and
atrocious iniquities that the mere men
tion of his name sets my teeth on
edge—my very veins to seething with
fury—revolts my whole being!
Agnes: One might sooner doubt
one’s own feelings than the bitter in
tensity’ of your hate, senor!
Crispin: The representative’s a
murderer, senorita, an evil creature,
ten thousand times a monster! Wav
the heaven powers forbid he and I
should ever meet! But, at the same
t;me, I ask vou, does the disdainful
Ivll-fighte*’ ever hesitate to enter the
• in", e’ en though he knows the blond*
tt’i’st". man-killing animal is there
awaiting him?
Agnes: If the tvo of vou indeed
should encounter, senor, you, you'd—
'■ou’d give full rein to all your—reck
less desire for vengeance?
Crispin: Terry Whiteside slew my
Inve-l comrade with much the same
blood-lust as that with which the fe
rocious beast of the wild slays its
prey! Some men might be tempted,
senorita, to meet the murderer eye
to eye—front to front—as the enraged
and rampant bull, in his terrific on
rush, is met by the matador with out
thrust sword! No, rather they’d be
tempted to fling themselves upon him,
fasten their hands like steel on his
throat—and throttle him relentlessly
—just as one would any other violent
and dangerous maniac. But as to me,
I simply bear in mind—“whom the
gods would destroy, they first make
mad!”
Agnes: Senor Cris-Crispin! Senor
Crispin! you’ve no—any—er—the
slightest pity for his children—his in
nocent young son—his—?
Crispin: His wretched children
can’t help but be the infant father!
Minina, don’t forget there’s a goddess
who mets out the universal and eter
nal laws—counterbalances any dis
turbance of the proper and equitable
order of things! Righteous Heaven!
how the ancient Greeks feared her
whom thev named Nemesis, who gov
erned w>th the measuring rod and
bridle: punished with the sword and
the scourge; and enforced justice with
the swiftness of wings, the wheel;
with the vigilance of the flying grif
fins harnessed to her chariot! Ah,
senorita! it’s a Nemesic decree—“vis
iting the iniquity of the fathers upon
f’e children, and upon the children's
child en!” Whiteside’s—his son, his
dc-ghter—inevitably must have inher
:' d his madness of race prejudice and
hatred, or caught it as by contagion!
Agnes: For the holy Savior’s sake,
senm-! can’t you perceive your ex
pressed feeling—is more than suffi
cient reason wjiy you shouldn’t go
with me?
Crispin: You torment yourself with
needless fears, senorita. The chance
that I shall come into personal contact
with Whiteside is in fact very remote.
Agnes: Senor, on the contrary, I
assure you that, if you accompany me
to Shadow City, you'll certainly meet
him!
Crispin: Why are you so abso
lutely positive of that?
Agnes: Because, senor, the fact is
' >s family and I dwell very close to
other in Shrdow City; my acquaint
ance with his daughter is so especially
rt’mate that I may truly call her a
bosom friend!
(Vism'n: Incredible! You’ve never
ivcn us the least reason to believe
that you—you—and the Whitesides—!
Agnes. It has never before been
■ necessary, senor. But it gives me a
’ uddery honor to hear you talk the
■ - v you do. I must hasten to my
pom. Won't “ou k>'nd v let me pass?
Crigoin: Nov.- I understand your
-ittit«de! Senot ita, you’ve got to lis
ten to me!
Agnes: Why do you persist, Senor
Crfspin ?
Crispin: I \ on’t!—I won’t permit
ou to ro away without my having
given utterance in plain words to that
which nv every action must've al
ready told you over and over again!
Agnes: What’s the good of say
n>r anything further? The insur
-’O’-ntr ble ohstre'es, senor!
C*i pin: Senorita, they te'l me the
-luickest, surest course to the heait’s
retu. of lovtt is t*-** wav of pity!
Trdeed. the instant you first appeared
' ce—“ou were lihe some gentle, vir
“•in sister of sorrow!—my heart gath
ered you into its enfolding sympathy!
When the tempest breaks along the
tirfice of a calm sea—breaks with
swiftly increasing v'olenre—the rip
ples leap—gather volume—are up
heaved into enormous billows; and so
the first feeling of commiseration has
heightened and accumulated within me
—into an overpowering, limitless love!
I say, love! senorita, love!
Agnes: Oh! Senor Crispin, you’ll
I drive me frantic, with terror, with
i pain!
Crispin: But yoor manner—how
j ran you imagine I’ve been totally blind
to your manner? Then, too—oh! think,
senorita! how we two would dance
together, with el torero so impoitun
ately wooing la Malaguena! How can
ou go on pretending you never per
ce'ved I was really wooing you, with
I! t' e buoyant forces, dashing eager
n\»s. inescapableness of the wind?
And while you floated before me, as
lightsome and graceful—seemingly as
oft and glorious—as an illuminated
cloud at sunset, surely you, too,
thrilled with the consciousness that
our two souls were intermingling, even
as the harmonies themselves, in that
music which animated your whole fig
ure, and by which I felt myself up
lifted!
Agnes: You don’t know how your
every word wounds me! Senor Cris-.
pin. I tell you, you’ll drive me frantic
with pain, with chagrin!
Crispin: Won’t you, senorita, won’t
you marry me ?
Agnes: Senor, it’s just as though
on entered a fiery iron into my heart
—really ’tis! Oh! you don’t want to |
marry me—not me! I’m—Great
heavens! why do you talk thus to
me of love and marriage and happi
ness when little Godfrey’s dying thou
sands of miles away?
Crispin: Senorita Gorland, I don’t
mean to be selfish. You will, I pray,
be good enough to forgive me. All
the same, senorita, my love con
strains me to assure you you shan’t
go out of my life altogether, no mat
ter what the circumstances are!
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Agnes: Senor!
Crispin: Had you granted me your
consent, senorita, I should’ve escorted
you safely to your father’s door with
out ever once mentioning my love.
But since you refuse me your—
Agnes: Can it be your purpose to
—to fol-follow me against my will?
Crispin: I can only say such is my
determination—indeed, my unalter
able determination! I shall go to
Shadow City in spite of the terrible
memory of the panic—in spite of Ter
ry Whiteside—in spite of everything!
Agnes: I’ve but the one recourse, f *
Senor Crispin, of appealing yet fur
ther to your pity. You don’t realize
— ou can’t realize—how much I suf
fer at this moment! I entreat you,
don’t continue thus to wring my tor
tured heart! Now that we’ve come
to the parting of the ways, pray let
me go alone, though disconsolate and
never to return—alone—alone, senor!
but without st’iking you to the heart
and dragging you over the precipice to
share an abyss of torment along with
me! Oh! you mustn’t—you shan’t—
follow me to Shadow City!
(Continued Next Week.)
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