Anathema: A Tragedy in Seven Scenes
what I have brought you, people, and now permit me to step aside—and not to disturb you—

CONTENTS

Lifts a handkerchief to his eyes and steps aside, apparently agitated.

SARAH.

CONTENTS

Wildly.

Rosa!

ROSA.

CONTENTS

Also wildly.

What is it, mamma?

SARAH.

Wash your face! Wash your face, Rosa! My God, quicker, quicker,—wash your face!

CONTENTS

As though insane, she drags Rosa, washes her, splashing the water with trembling hands. Naum clings to his father's arm, hanging on to it, as though he is about to lose consciousness.

DAVID.

Take back your paper! (Firmly.) Take back your paper!

SARAH.

Have you lost your mind, David? Don't listen to him. Wash yourself, Rosochka, wash yourself! Let all the people see your beauty!

NAUM.


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