Theft: A Play In Four Acts. Джек Лондон

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style="font-size:15px;">      (Interrupting.) He is a trouble-maker, a disturber of the public peace, a shallow-pated demagogue —

      Margaret

      (Reprovingly.)

      Now you're quoting somebody – father, I suppose. To think of him being so abused – poor, dear Ali Baba —

      Starkweather

      (Clearing his throat in advertisement of his presence.) A-hem.

      (Margaret and Connie turn around abruptly and discover him.)

      Margaret

      And Connie Father!

      (Both come forward to greet him, Margaret leading.)

      Starkweather

      (Anticipating, showing the deliberate method of the busy man saving time by eliminating the superfluous.) Fine, thank you. Quite well in every particular. This Ali Baba? Who is Ali Baba?

      (Margaret looks amused reproach at Connie.)

      Connie

      Mr. Howard Knox.

      Starkweather

      And why is he called Ali Baba?

      Margaret

      That is my nickname for him. In the den of thieves, you know. You remember your Arabian Nights.

      Starkweather

      (Severely.) I have been wanting to speak to you for some time, Margaret, about that man. You know that I have never interfered with your way of life since your marriage, nor with your and Tom's housekeeping arrangements. But this man Knox. I understand that you have even had him here in your house —

      Margaret

      (Interrupting.) He is very liable to be here this afternoon, any time, now.

      (Connie displays irritation at Margaret.)

      Starkweather

      (Continuing imperturbably.) Your house —you, my daughter, and the wife of Senator Chalmers. As I said, I have not interfered with you since your marriage. But this Knox affair transcends household arrangements. It is of political importance. The man is an enemy to our class, a firebrand. Why do you have him here?

      Margaret

      Because I like him. Because he is a man I am proud to call "friend." Because I wish there were more men like him, many more men like him, in the world. Because I have ever seen in him nothing but the best and highest. And, besides, it's such good fun to see how one virtuous man can so disconcert you captains of industry and arbiters of destiny. Confess that you are very much disconcerted, father, right now. He will be here in a few minutes, and you will be more disconcerted. Why? Because it is an affair that transcends family arrangements. And it is your affair, not mine.

      Starkweather

      This man Knox is a dangerous character – one that I am not pleased to see any of my family take up with. He is not a gentleman.

      Margaret

      He is a self-made man, if that is what you mean, and he certainly hasn't any money.

      Connie

      (Interrupting.) He says that money is theft – at least when it is in the hands of a wealthy person.

      Starkweather

      He is uncouth – ignorant.

      Margaret

      I happen to know that he is a graduate of the University of Oregon.

      Starkweather

      (Sneeringly.) A cow college. But that is not what I mean. He is a demagogue, stirring up the wild-beast passions of the people.

      Margaret

      Surely you would not call his advocacy of that child labor bill and of the conservation of the forest and coal lands stirring up the wild-beast passions of the people?

      Starkweather

      (Wearily.) You don't understand. When I say he is dangerous it is because he threatens all the stabilities, because he threatens us who have made this country and upon whom this country and its prosperity rest.

      (Connie, scenting trouble, walks across stage away from them.)

      Margaret

      The captains of industry – the banking magnates and the mergers?

      Starkweather

      Call it so. Call it what you will. Without us the country falls into the hands of scoundrels like that man Knox and smashes to ruin.

      Margaret

      (Reprovingly.) Not a scoundrel, father.

      Starkweather

      He is a sentimental dreamer, a hair-brained enthusiast. It is the foolish utterances of men like him that place the bomb and the knife in the hand of the assassin.

      Margaret

      He is at least a good man, even if he does disagree with you on political and industrial problems. And heaven knows that good men are rare enough these days.

      Starkweather

      I impugn neither his morality nor his motives – only his rationality. Really, Margaret, there is nothing inherently vicious about him. I grant that. And it is precisely that which makes him such a power for evil.

      Margaret

      When I think of all the misery and pain which he is trying to remedy – I can see in him only a power for good. He is not working for himself but for the many. That is why he has no money. You have heaven alone knows how many millions – you don't; you have worked for yourself.

      Starkweather

      I, too, work for the many. I give work to the many. I make life possible for the many. I am only too keenly alive to the responsibilities of my stewardship of wealth.

      Margaret

      But what of the child laborers working at the machines? Is that necessary, O steward of wealth? How my heart has ached for them! How I have longed to do something for them – to change conditions so that it will no longer be necessary for the children to toil, to have the playtime of childhood stolen away from them. Theft – that is what it is, the playtime of the children coined into profits. That is why I like Howard Knox. He calls theft theft. He is trying to do something

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