The German classics of the nineteenth and twentieth centuries: masterpieces of German literature, trinto English . have! Half an hour ago Clement left mebecause I owned up to him that I had written a novel. Gilbebt. Left you? For ever? Mabgabet. I dont know. It is possible. He went awayin anger. He is unaccountable — I cant tell before-hand what he will decide about me. Gilbebt. Ah . . so he forbids you to write! He wontallow the girl he loves to make any use of her brains —oh, thats splendid! Thats the fine flower of the na-tion! Ah . . yes. And you —arent you ashamedto experience the same se
The German classics of the nineteenth and twentieth centuries: masterpieces of German literature, trinto English . have! Half an hour ago Clement left mebecause I owned up to him that I had written a novel. Gilbebt. Left you? For ever? Mabgabet. I dont know. It is possible. He went awayin anger. He is unaccountable — I cant tell before-hand what he will decide about me. Gilbebt. Ah . . so he forbids you to write! He wontallow the girl he loves to make any use of her brains —oh, thats splendid! Thats the fine flower of the na-tion! Ah . . yes. And you —arent you ashamedto experience the same sensations in the arms of suchan idiot that you once . . Mabgabet. I forbid you to talk like that about him! Youdont understand him. Gilbert. Ha . .! Mabgabet. You dont know why he objects to my writing— its only out of love. He feels that I live in a worldwhich is closed to him; he blushes to see me exposingthe innermost secrets of my soul to strangers. Hewants me for himself, for himself alone. And thatswhy he rushed off . . no, not rushed; Clement isntthe sort of person who rushes off . .. Permission Albert Langen, Munich From Olaf Gulbranssons Famous Contempornries LITERATURE 351 GiLBEET. An admirable bit of observation. But at anyrate hes gone. We neednt discuss the tempo of hisdeparture. And hes gone because he wont allow youto yield to your desire to create. Mabgaeet. Oh, if he could only understand that! I couldbe the best, the truest, the noblest wife in the world,if the right man existed! Gilbert. You admit by that expression that he isnt theright one. Margaret. I didnt say that! GttiBERT. I want you to realize that he is simply enslavingyou, ruining you, seeking to crush your personality outof sheer egoism. Oh, think of the Margaret you werein the old days! Think of the freedom you had todevelop your ego when you loved me! Think of thechoice spirits who were your associates then, of thedisciples who gathered round me and were yourdisciples too. Dont you sometim
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