Evgeny Schwartz
Ekaterina Ivanovna Schwartz
Characters
Master.
hostess.
Bear.
King.
A princess.
Minister-Administrator.
First Minister.
court lady.
Orinthia.
Amanda.
Innkeeper.
Hunter.
hunter's apprentice.
Executioner.
Before the curtain appears human, who says to the audience quietly and thoughtfully:
- "Ordinary miracle" - what strange name! If it's a miracle, then it's extraordinary! And if ordinary - therefore, not a miracle.
The answer is that we are talking about love. A boy and a girl fall in love with each other - which is common. Quarreling - which is also not uncommon. Almost die of love. And finally, the strength of their feelings reaches such a height that it begins to work real miracles - which is both surprising and usual.
You can talk about love and sing songs, and we will tell a fairy tale about it.
In a fairy tale, the ordinary and the miraculous are very conveniently placed side by side and are easily understood if one looks at a fairy tale as a fairy tale. As in childhood. Don't look for it hidden meaning. A fairy tale is told not in order to hide, but in order to reveal, to say with all its might, with all its might, what you think.
Among actors of our fairy tale, closer to the "ordinary", you will recognize people who you have to meet quite often. For example, the king. You can easily guess in him an ordinary apartment despot, a frail tyrant who deftly knows how to explain his excesses by considerations of principle. Or dystrophy of the heart muscle. Or psychasthenia. And also heredity. In the tale, he is made a king so that his character traits reach their natural limit. You will also recognize the minister-administrator, a dashing supplier. And the honored worker of hunting. And some others.
But the heroes of the tale, closer to the "miracle", are deprived household shit today. Such are the wizard, and his wife, and the princess, and the bear.
How do they get along different people in one story? And it's very simple. As in life.
And our fairy tale begins simply. One wizard got married, settled down and took up farming. But no matter how you feed the wizard, everything draws him to miracles, transformations and amazing adventure. And so he got involved in love story the same young people that I spoke about at the beginning. And everything became tangled, tangled - and finally unraveled so unexpectedly that the magician himself, accustomed to miracles, threw up his hands in surprise.
It all ended in grief for lovers or happiness - you will find out at the very end of the tale. (Disappears.)
Act one
Manor in the Carpathian mountains. Large room, sparkling clean. On the hearth is a dazzling copper coffee pot. A bearded man, huge, broad-shouldered, sweeps the room and talks to himself at the top of his voice. This the owner of the estate.
Master. Like this! That's nice! I work and work, as befits a master, everyone will look and praise, everything is with me like with people. I don’t sing, I don’t dance, I don’t tumble like a wild animal. It is impossible for the owner of an excellent estate in the mountains to roar like a bison, no, no! I work without any liberties ... Ah! (Listens, covers face with hands.) She goes! She is! She is! Her steps ... I've been married for fifteen years, and I'm still in love with my wife, like a boy, honestly So! Goes! She is! (Chuckles shyly.) Here are some trifles, the heart beats so that it even hurts ... Hello, wife!
Included hostess, still young, very attractive woman.
Hello wife, hello! How long have we parted, just an hour ago, but I'm glad for you, as if we hadn't seen each other for a year, that's how much I love you ... (Scared.) What happened to you? Who dared to offend you?
hostess. You.
Master. Are you kidding! Oh I'm rude! The poor woman, standing so sad, shaking her head ... That's the trouble! What the hell have I done?
hostess. Think.
Master. Yes, where is there to think ... Speak, do not talk ...
hostess. What did you do this morning in the chicken coop?
Master (laughs). So this is what I love!
hostess. Thank you for such love. I open the chicken coop, and suddenly - hello! All my chickens have four legs...
Master. Well, what's wrong with that?
hostess. And the chicken has a mustache like a soldier.
Master. Ha ha ha!
hostess. Who promised to improve? Who promised to live like everyone else?
Master. Well, dear, well, dear, well, forgive me! What can you do ... After all, I'm a magician!
hostess. You never know!
Master. It was a cheerful morning, the sky was clear, there was nowhere to put my strength, it was so good. Wanted to fool around...
hostess. Well, I would do something useful for the economy. Vaughn brought the sand to sprinkle the paths. I would take it and turn it into sugar.
Master. Well, what a prank!
hostess. Or those stones that are stacked near the barn, he would turn into cheese.
Master. Not funny!
hostess. Well, what should I do with you? I fight, I fight, and you are still the same wild hunter, mountain wizard, crazy bearded man!
Master. I'm trying!
hostess. So everything is going nicely, like with people, and suddenly - bang! - thunder, lightning, miracles, transformations, fairy tales, all sorts of legends ... Poor thing ... (Kisses him.) Well, go, dear!
Master. Where?
hostess. To the chicken coop.
Master. What for?
hostess. Fix what you did there.
Master. I can not!
hostess. Oh please!
Master. I can not. You yourself know how things are in the world. Sometimes you fool around - and then you fix everything. And sometimes click - and there is no turning back! I beat these chickens with a magic wand, and curled them with a whirlwind, and struck them seven times with lightning - all in vain! So, you can't fix what's been done here.
hostess. Well, there's nothing to be done ... Every day I will shave a chicken, and turn away from chickens. Well, now let's move on to the most important thing. Who are you waiting for?
Master. Nobody.
hostess. Look into my eyes.
Master. Look.
hostess. Tell the truth, what will happen? What kind of guests should we receive today? Of people? Or will the ghosts come and play dice with you? Don't be afraid, speak up. If we have the ghost of a young nun, then I will even be glad. She promised to capture from the other world a pattern of a blouse with wide sleeves, which was worn three hundred years ago. This style is back in fashion. Is the nun coming?
Master. No.
hostess. It's a pity. So no one will? No? Do you really think that you can hide the truth from your wife? You'd rather fool yourself than me. Look, ears are burning, sparks are pouring from eyes ...
Master. Not true! Where?
hostess. There, there they are! That's how they sparkle. Don't be shy, confess! Well? Together!
Master. Okay! We will have guests today. Forgive me, I'm trying. Became a homebody. But... But the soul asks for something sort of... magical. No offense!
hostess. I knew who I was marrying.
Master. There will be guests! Here, now, now!
hostess. Fix your collar soon. Pull up your sleeves!
Master (laughs). Do you hear, do you hear? Rides.
Approaching clatter of hooves.
It's him, it's him!
hostess. Who?
Master. The same young man, because of which amazing events will begin with us. Here is the joy! That's nice!
hostess. Is this a young man like a young man?
Master. Yes Yes!
hostess. That's good, my coffee just boiled.
Knock on the door.
Master. Come in, come in, we've been waiting for a long time! Very glad!
Included youth. Dressed gracefully. Modest, simple, thoughtful. Silently bows to the owners.
(Hugs him.) Hello, hello son!
hostess. Sit down at the table, please, have some coffee, please. What's your name, son?
young man. Bear.
hostess. How do you say?
young man. Bear.
hostess. What an inappropriate name!
young man. It's not a nickname at all. I really am a bear.
hostess. No, what are you... Why? You move so dexterously, you speak so softly.
young man. You see… Your husband turned me into a human being seven years ago. And he did it wonderfully. He is an excellent wizard. He has golden hands, mistress.
Master. Thanks son! (Shakes Bear's hand.)
hostess. It's true?
Master. So after all it when was! Expensive! Seven years ago!
Master.
hostess.
Bear.
King.
A princess.
Minister-Administrator.
First Minister.
court lady.
Orinthia.
Amanda.
Innkeeper.
Hunter.
hunter's apprentice.
Executioner.
Before the curtain appears human, who says to the audience quietly and thoughtfully:
- "Ordinary miracle" - what a strange name! If it's a miracle, then it's extraordinary! And if ordinary - therefore, not a miracle.
The answer is that we are talking about love. A boy and a girl fall in love with each other - which is common. Quarreling - which is also not uncommon. Almost die of love. And finally, the strength of their feelings reaches such a height that it begins to work real miracles - which is both surprising and usual.
You can talk about love and sing songs, and we will tell a fairy tale about it.
In a fairy tale, the ordinary and the miraculous are very conveniently placed side by side and are easily understood if one looks at a fairy tale as a fairy tale. As in childhood. Do not look for hidden meaning in it. A fairy tale is told not in order to hide, but in order to reveal, to say with all its might, with all its might, what you think.
Among the characters in our fairy tale, closer to the "ordinary", you will recognize people who you have to meet quite often. For example, the king. You can easily guess in him an ordinary apartment despot, a frail tyrant who deftly knows how to explain his excesses by considerations of principle. Or dystrophy of the heart muscle. Or psychasthenia. And also heredity. In the tale, he is made a king so that his character traits reach their natural limit. You will also recognize the minister-administrator, a dashing supplier. And the honored worker of hunting. And some others.
But the heroes of the tale, closer to the "miracle", are deprived household shit today. Such are the wizard, and his wife, and the princess, and the bear.
How do such different people get along in one fairy tale? And it's very simple. As in life.
And our fairy tale begins simply. One wizard got married, settled down and took up farming. But no matter how you feed the wizard, everything draws him to miracles, transformations and amazing adventures. And so he got involved in the love story of those very young people about whom I spoke at the beginning. And everything became tangled, tangled - and finally unraveled so unexpectedly that the magician himself, accustomed to miracles, threw up his hands in surprise.
It all ended in grief for lovers or happiness - you will find out at the very end of the tale. (Disappears.)
Act one
Manor in the Carpathian mountains. Large room, sparkling clean. On the hearth is a dazzling copper coffee pot. A bearded man, huge, broad-shouldered, sweeps the room and talks to himself at the top of his voice. This the owner of the estate.
Master. Like this! That's nice! I work and work, as befits a master, everyone will look and praise, everything is with me like with people. I don’t sing, I don’t dance, I don’t tumble like a wild animal. It is impossible for the owner of an excellent estate in the mountains to roar like a bison, no, no! I work without any liberties ... Ah! (Listens, covers face with hands.) She goes! She is! She is! Her steps ... I've been married for fifteen years, and I'm still in love with my wife, like a boy, honestly so! Goes! She is! (Chuckles shyly.) Here are some trifles, the heart beats so that it even hurts ... Hello, wife!
Included hostess, still a young, very attractive woman.
Hello wife, hello! How long have we parted, just an hour ago, but I'm glad for you, as if we hadn't seen each other for a year, that's how much I love you ... (Scared.) What happened to you? Who dared to offend you?
hostess. You.
Master. Are you kidding! Oh I'm rude! The poor woman, standing so sad, shaking her head ... That's the trouble! What the hell have I done?
hostess. Think.
Master. Yes, where is there to think ... Speak, do not talk ...
hostess. What did you do this morning in the chicken coop?
Master (laughs). So this is what I love!
hostess. Thank you for such love. I open the chicken coop, and suddenly - hello! All my chickens have four legs...
Master. Well, what's wrong with that?
hostess. And the chicken has a mustache like a soldier.
Master. Ha ha ha!
hostess. Who promised to improve? Who promised to live like everyone else?
Master. Well, dear, well, dear, well, forgive me! What can you do ... After all, I'm a magician!
hostess. You never know!
Master. It was a cheerful morning, the sky was clear, there was nowhere to put my strength, it was so good. Wanted to fool around...
hostess. Well, I would do something useful for the economy. Vaughn brought the sand to sprinkle the paths. I would take it and turn it into sugar.
Master. Well, what a prank!
hostess. Or those stones that are stacked near the barn, he would turn into cheese.
Master. Not funny!
hostess. Well, what should I do with you? I fight, I fight, and you are still the same wild hunter, mountain wizard, crazy bearded man!
Master. I'm trying!
hostess. So everything is going nicely, like with people, and suddenly - bang! - thunder, lightning, miracles, transformations, fairy tales, all sorts of legends ... Poor thing ... (Kisses him.) Well, go, dear!
Master. Where?
hostess. To the chicken coop.
Master. What for?
hostess. Fix what you did there.
Master. I can not!
hostess. Oh please!
Master. I can not. You yourself know how things are in the world. Sometimes you fool around - and then you fix everything. And sometimes click - and there is no turning back! I beat these chickens with a magic wand, and curled them with a whirlwind, and struck them seven times with lightning - all in vain! So, you can't fix what's been done here.
hostess. Well, there's nothing to be done ... Every day I will shave a chicken, and turn away from chickens. Well, now let's move on to the most important thing. Who are you waiting for?
Master. Nobody.
hostess. Look into my eyes.
Master. Look.
hostess. Tell the truth, what will happen? What kind of guests should we receive today? Of people? Or will the ghosts come and play dice with you? Don't be afraid, speak up. If we have the ghost of a young nun, then I will even be glad. She promised to capture from the other world a pattern of a blouse with wide sleeves, which was worn three hundred years ago. This style is back in fashion. Is the nun coming?
Master. No.
hostess. It's a pity. So no one will? No? Do you really think that you can hide the truth from your wife? You'd rather fool yourself than me. Look, ears are burning, sparks are pouring from eyes ...
Master. Not true! Where?
hostess. There, there they are! That's how they sparkle. Don't be shy, confess! Well? Together!
Master. Okay! We will have guests today. Forgive me, I'm trying. Became a homebody. But... But the soul asks for something sort of... magical. No offense!
hostess. I knew who I was marrying.
Master. There will be guests! Here, now, now!
hostess. Fix your collar soon. Pull up your sleeves!
Master (laughs). Do you hear, do you hear? Rides.
Approaching clatter of hooves.
It's him, it's him!
hostess. Who?
Master. The same young man, because of which amazing events will begin with us. Here is the joy! That's nice!
hostess. Is this a young man like a young man?
Master. Yes Yes!
hostess. That's good, my coffee just boiled.
Knock on the door.
Master. Come in, come in, we've been waiting for a long time! Very glad!
Current page: 1 (total book has 4 pages) [accessible reading excerpt: 1 pages]
Evgeny Schwartz
Ordinary miracle
Ekaterina Ivanovna Schwartz
Characters
Master.
hostess.
Bear.
King.
A princess.
Minister-Administrator.
First Minister.
court lady.
Orinthia.
Amanda.
Innkeeper.
Hunter.
hunter's apprentice.
Executioner.
Prologue
Before the curtain appears human, who says to the audience quietly and thoughtfully:
- "Ordinary miracle" - what a strange name! If it's a miracle, then it's extraordinary! And if ordinary - therefore, not a miracle.
The answer is that we are talking about love. A boy and a girl fall in love with each other - which is common. Quarreling - which is also not uncommon. Almost die of love. And finally, the strength of their feelings reaches such a height that it begins to work real miracles - which is both surprising and usual.
You can talk about love and sing songs, and we will tell a fairy tale about it.
In a fairy tale, the ordinary and the miraculous are very conveniently placed side by side and are easily understood if one looks at a fairy tale as a fairy tale. As in childhood. Do not look for hidden meaning in it. A fairy tale is told not in order to hide, but in order to reveal, to say with all its might, with all its might, what you think.
Among the characters in our fairy tale, closer to the "ordinary", you will recognize people who you have to meet quite often. For example, the king. You can easily guess in him an ordinary apartment despot, a frail tyrant who deftly knows how to explain his excesses by considerations of principle. Or dystrophy of the heart muscle. Or psychasthenia. And also heredity. In the tale, he is made a king so that his character traits reach their natural limit. You will also recognize the minister-administrator, a dashing supplier. And the honored worker of hunting. And some others.
But the heroes of the tale, closer to the "miracle", are deprived household shit today. Such are the wizard, and his wife, and the princess, and the bear.
How do such different people get along in one fairy tale? And it's very simple. As in life.
And our fairy tale begins simply. One wizard got married, settled down and took up farming. But no matter how you feed the wizard, everything draws him to miracles, transformations and amazing adventures. And so he got involved in the love story of those very young people about whom I spoke at the beginning. And everything became tangled, tangled - and finally unraveled so unexpectedly that the magician himself, accustomed to miracles, threw up his hands in surprise.
It all ended in grief for lovers or happiness - you will find out at the very end of the tale. (Disappears.)
Act one
Manor in the Carpathian mountains. Large room, sparkling clean. On the hearth is a dazzling copper coffee pot. A bearded man, huge, broad-shouldered, sweeps the room and talks to himself at the top of his voice. This the owner of the estate.
Master. Like this! That's nice! I work and work, as befits a master, everyone will look and praise, everything is with me like with people. I don’t sing, I don’t dance, I don’t tumble like a wild animal. It is impossible for the owner of an excellent estate in the mountains to roar like a bison, no, no! I work without any liberties ... Ah! (Listens, covers face with hands.) She goes! She is! She is! Her steps ... I've been married for fifteen years, and I'm still in love with my wife, like a boy, honestly so! Goes! She is! (Chuckles shyly.) Here are some trifles, the heart beats so that it even hurts ... Hello, wife!
Included hostess, still a young, very attractive woman.
Hello wife, hello! How long have we parted, just an hour ago, but I'm glad for you, as if we hadn't seen each other for a year, that's how much I love you ... (Scared.) What happened to you? Who dared to offend you?
hostess. You.
Master. Are you kidding! Oh I'm rude! The poor woman, standing so sad, shaking her head ... That's the trouble! What the hell have I done?
hostess. Think.
Master. Yes, where is there to think ... Speak, do not talk ...
hostess. What did you do this morning in the chicken coop?
Master (laughs). So this is what I love!
hostess. Thank you for such love. I open the chicken coop, and suddenly - hello! All my chickens have four legs...
Master. Well, what's wrong with that?
hostess. And the chicken has a mustache like a soldier.
Master. Ha ha ha!
hostess. Who promised to improve? Who promised to live like everyone else?
Master. Well, dear, well, dear, well, forgive me! What can you do ... After all, I'm a magician!
hostess. You never know!
Master. It was a cheerful morning, the sky was clear, there was nowhere to put my strength, it was so good. Wanted to fool around...
hostess. Well, I would do something useful for the economy. Vaughn brought the sand to sprinkle the paths. I would take it and turn it into sugar.
Master. Well, what a prank!
hostess. Or those stones that are stacked near the barn, he would turn into cheese.
Master. Not funny!
hostess. Well, what should I do with you? I fight, I fight, and you are still the same wild hunter, mountain wizard, crazy bearded man!
Master. I'm trying!
hostess. So everything is going nicely, like with people, and suddenly - bang! - thunder, lightning, miracles, transformations, fairy tales, all sorts of legends ... Poor thing ... (Kisses him.) Well, go, dear!
Master. Where?
hostess. To the chicken coop.
Master. What for?
hostess. Fix what you did there.
Master. I can not!
hostess. Oh please!
Master. I can not. You yourself know how things are in the world. Sometimes you fool around - and then you fix everything. And sometimes click - and there is no turning back! I beat these chickens with a magic wand, and curled them with a whirlwind, and struck them seven times with lightning - all in vain! So, you can't fix what's been done here.
hostess. Well, there's nothing to be done ... Every day I will shave a chicken, and turn away from chickens. Well, now let's move on to the most important thing. Who are you waiting for?
Master. Nobody.
hostess. Look into my eyes.
Master. Look.
hostess. Tell the truth, what will happen? What kind of guests should we receive today? Of people? Or will the ghosts come and play dice with you? Don't be afraid, speak up. If we have the ghost of a young nun, then I will even be glad. She promised to capture from the other world a pattern of a blouse with wide sleeves, which was worn three hundred years ago. This style is back in fashion. Is the nun coming?
Master. No.
hostess. It's a pity. So no one will? No? Do you really think that you can hide the truth from your wife? You'd rather fool yourself than me. Look, ears are burning, sparks are pouring from eyes ...
Master. Not true! Where?
hostess. There, there they are! That's how they sparkle. Don't be shy, confess! Well? Together!
Master. Okay! We will have guests today. Forgive me, I'm trying. Became a homebody. But... But the soul asks for something sort of... magical. No offense!
hostess. I knew who I was marrying.
Master. There will be guests! Here, now, now!
hostess. Fix your collar soon. Pull up your sleeves!
Master (laughs). Do you hear, do you hear? Rides.
Approaching clatter of hooves.
It's him, it's him!
hostess. Who?
Master. The same young man, because of which amazing events will begin with us. Here is the joy! That's nice!
hostess. Is this a young man like a young man?
Master. Yes Yes!
hostess. That's good, my coffee just boiled.
Knock on the door.
Master. Come in, come in, we've been waiting for a long time! Very glad!
Included youth. Dressed gracefully. Modest, simple, thoughtful. Silently bows to the owners.
(Hugs him.) Hello, hello son!
hostess. Sit down at the table, please, have some coffee, please. What's your name, son?
young man. Bear.
hostess. How do you say?
young man. Bear.
hostess. What an inappropriate name!
young man. It's not a nickname at all. I really am a bear.
hostess. No, what are you... Why? You move so dexterously, you speak so softly.
young man. You see… Your husband turned me into a human being seven years ago. And he did it wonderfully. He is an excellent wizard. He has golden hands, mistress.
Master. Thanks son! (Shakes Bear's hand.)
hostess. It's true?
Master. So after all it when was! Expensive! Seven years ago!
hostess. Why didn't you confess to me right away?
Master. Forgot! I simply forgot, and that's it! I walked, you know, through the forest, I see: a young bear. Still a teenager. The head is broad, the eyes are intelligent. We talked, word for word, I liked him. I plucked a walnut twig, made of it magic wand- one, two, three - and this ... Well, why be angry, I don’t understand. The weather was good, the sky was clear...
hostess. Shut up! I hate it when animals are tortured for their own amusement. An elephant is forced to dance in a muslin skirt, a nightingale is put in a cage, a tiger is taught to swing on a swing. Are you having a hard time, son?
Bear. Yes, mistress! Being a real person is very difficult.
hostess. Poor boy! (Husband.) What are you laughing at, heartless?
Master. I rejoice! I love my work. A man will make a statue out of dead stone - and then he will be proud if the work was successful. And go ahead and make even more alive out of the living. Here is the work!
hostess. What a job! Pranks, and nothing more. Ah, I'm sorry, son, he hid from me who you are, and I served sugar with coffee.
Bear. This is very kind of you! Why are you asking for forgiveness?
hostess. But you must love honey.
Bear. No, I can't see him! He awakens memories in me.
hostess. Now, now, turn him into a bear if you love me! Let him go free!
Master. Honey, honey, everything will be fine! That's why he came to visit us, to become a bear again.
hostess. Is it true? Well, I'm very glad. Are you going to transform it here? Should I leave the room?
Bear. Don't hurry, dear hostess. Alas, it will not happen so soon. I will become a bear again only when the princess falls in love with me and kisses me.
hostess. When when? Repeat!
Bear. When some princess falls in love with me and kisses me, I will immediately turn into a bear and run away to my native mountains.
hostess. My God, how sad!
Master. Here hello! Again did not please ... Why?
hostess. Have you thought about the princess?
Master. Trivia! Falling in love is good.
hostess. A poor girl in love kisses a young man, and he suddenly turns into a wild beast?
Master. It's a matter of life, wife.
hostess. But then he will run away into the forest!
Master. And it happens.
hostess. Son, son, will you leave the girl in love?
Bear. When she sees that I am a bear, she will immediately stop loving me, mistress.
hostess. What do you know about love, little boy! (Takes her husband aside. Quietly.) I don't want to frighten the boy, but you have started a dangerous, dangerous game, husband! You churned butter with earthquakes, nailed nails with lightning, a hurricane dragged us furniture, dishes, mirrors from the city, pearl buttons. I'm accustomed to everything, but now I'm afraid.
Master. What?
hostess. Hurricane, earthquake, lightning - all this is nothing. We have to deal with people. Yes, even with young people. Yes, even with lovers! I feel that something will certainly happen that we do not expect at all!
Master. Well, what can happen? Does the princess fall in love with him? Nonsense! Look how nice he is...
hostess. And if…
Pipes are rattling.
Master. It's too late to argue here, dear. I made it so that one of the kings passing by high road, suddenly terribly wanted to turn to our estate!
Pipes are rattling.
And now he is coming here with his retinue, ministers and the princess, his only daughter. Run, son! We will take them ourselves. When needed, I will call you.
Bear runs away.
hostess. And you will not be ashamed to look into the eyes of the king?
Master. Not a drop! Frankly, I can't stand kings!
hostess. Still a guest!
Master. Yes, well, him! He has an executioner in his retinue, and a chopping block is carried in his luggage.
hostess. Maybe just gossip?
Master. You'll see. Now a rude man will enter, a boor, he will begin to behave outrageously, dispose of, demand.
hostess. But suddenly no! After all, we will perish with shame!
Master. You'll see!
Knock on the door.
Included king.
King. Hello dear ones! I am the king, my dears.
Master. Good afternoon, Your Majesty.
King. I myself, I don’t know why, liked your estate terribly. We are driving along the road, and I am drawn to turn into the mountains, climb to you. Please allow us to stay with you for a few days!
Master. Oh my God… Ai-ai-ai!
King. What's wrong with you?
Master. I thought you weren't. Not polite, not soft. And yet, it doesn't matter! Let's think of something. I am always happy to have guests.
King. But we are restless guests!
Master. Yes, to hell with it! That's not the point... Sit down, please!
King. I like you, master. (Sits down.)
Master. Fu you damn!
King. And so I will explain to you why we are restless guests. Can?
Master. Please, please!
King. I'm a terrible person!
Master (joyfully). Well, yes?
King. Very scary. I am a tyrant!
Master. Ha ha ha!
King. Despot. And besides, I am cunning, vindictive, capricious.
Master. Here you see? What did I tell you, wife?
King. And the worst thing is that it's not my fault...
Master. Then who?
Master. Is it impossible to keep up?
King. Where there! I inherited all the vile family traits along with the family jewels. Can you imagine pleasure? You do something nasty - everyone grumbles, and no one wants to understand that this aunt is to blame.
Master. You think! (Laughs.) Wow! (Laughs.)
King. Hey, you're funny too!
Master. Just keep no, king.
King. This is nice! (He takes out a pot-bellied wicker flask from a bag hanging over his shoulder.) Mistress, three glasses!
hostess. Excuse me, my lord!
King. This is a precious 300-year-old royal wine. No, no, don't hurt me. Let's celebrate our meeting. (Pouring wine.) Color, what color! The costume would be made in such a color - all other kings would burst with envy! Well, goodbye! Drink to the bottom!
Master. Don't drink, wife.
King. That is, how is it "do not drink"?
Master. And very simple!
King. Do you want to offend?
Master. That's not the point.
King. Offend? Guest? (Grabs the sword.)
Master. Hush, hush, you! Not at home.
King. Are you willing to teach me? Yes, I just blink an eye - and there is no you. I don't care if I'm at home or not. The ministers will write off, I will express my regret. And you will remain in the damp earth forever and ever. At home, not at home ... Insolent! Still smiling... Drink!
Master. I won't!
King. Why?
Master. Yes, because the wine is poisoned, king!
King. What, what?
Master. Poisoned, poisoned!
King. Think what you thought!
Master. Drink first! Drink, drink! (Laughs.) That's it, brother! (Throws all three glasses into the hearth.)
King. Well, that's stupid! Didn't want to drink - I would have poured the potion back into the bottle. A must have on the road! Is it easy to get poison in a foreign land?
hostess. Shame on you, your Majesty!
King. It's not my fault!
hostess. Who?
King. Uncle! He would just get into a conversation, sometimes with whomever he had to, he would gossip about himself from three boxes, and then he becomes ashamed. And his soul is thin, delicate, easily vulnerable. And in order not to suffer later, he used to take and poison the interlocutor.
Master. Scoundrel!
King. The cattle is shaped! Left a legacy, you scoundrel!
Master. So it's your uncle's fault?
King. Uncle, uncle, uncle! Nothing to smile! I am a well-read, conscientious person. Another would shift the blame for his meanness on his comrades, on his superiors, on his neighbors, on his wife. And I blame the ancestors as the dead. They don't care, but I feel better.
Master. AND…
King. Be quiet! I know what you'll say! Answer yourself, without shifting the blame on your neighbors, for all your meanness and stupidity - higher human strength! I'm not some kind of genius. Just a king, what a dime a dozen. Well, enough about that! Everything became clear. You know me, I know you: you can not pretend, not break. Why are you frowning? They remained alive and well, well, thank God ... What is there ...
hostess. Please tell the king, and the princess too ...
King (very soft). Oh, no, no, what are you! She is completely different.
hostess. What a grief!
King. Is not it? She is very kind to me. And glorious. She has a hard time...
hostess. Is the mother alive?
King. She died when the princess was only seven minutes old. Don't hurt my daughter.
hostess. King!
King. Ah, I cease to be a king when I see her or think of her. Friends, my friends, what happiness that I love so much only own daughter! A stranger would have twisted the rope out of me, and I would have died from it. I would have rested in a Bose ... Yes ... That's it.
Master (pulls out apple from pocket). Eat an apple!
King. Thanks, I don't want to.
Master. Good. Not poisonous!
King. Yes I know. That's it, my friends. I wanted to tell you about all my worries and sorrows. And if you want it, it's over! Don't hold back. I will tell! AND? Can?
Master. Well, what is there to ask? Sit down, wife. More comfortable. Closer to the hearth. Here I sat down. So are you comfortable? Bring water? Shouldn't the windows be closed?
King. No, no, thanks.
Master. We are listening, Your Majesty! Tell me!
King. Thank you. Do you know, my friends, where my country is located?
Master. I know.
King. Where?
Master. For distant lands.
King. Quite right. And now you will find out why we went to travel and climbed so far. She is the reason for this.
Master. A princess?
King. Yes! She is. The fact is, my friends, that the princess was not even five years old when I noticed that she did not at all look like a royal daughter. At first I was horrified. He even suspected his poor late wife of treason. He began to find out, to ask questions - and abandoned the investigation halfway through. Scared. I managed to become so attached to the girl! I even began to like that she was so unusual. You come to the nursery - and suddenly, ashamed to say, you become handsome. Hehe. Directly at least refuse the throne ... This is all between us, gentlemen!
Master. Of course! Of course!
King. It got ridiculous. You used to sign a death sentence for someone there - and you laugh, remembering her funny pranks and catchphrases. Fun, right?
Master. No, why not!
King. Here you go. This is how we lived. The girl is getting smarter, growing up. What would a real good father do in my place? I would accustom my daughter gradually to worldly rudeness, cruelty, deceit. And I, the accursed egoist, was so used to resting my soul near her that, on the contrary, I began to protect the poor thing from everything that could spoil her. Meanness, right?
Master. No, why not!
King. Vile, vile! Driven to the palace the best people from all over the kingdom. Attached them to my daughter. Behind the wall, things are done that are terrifying to yourself. Do you know what a royal palace is?
Master. Wow!
King. That's what it is! Behind the wall, people crush each other, slaughter brothers, strangle sisters ... In a word, everyday, everyday life goes on. And you enter the half of the princess - there is music, talk about good people, about poetry, eternal holiday. Well, this wall collapsed because of a pure trifle. I remember now - it was on Saturday. I sit, work, check the reports of the ministers against each other. My daughter is sitting next to me, embroidering a scarf for my name day ... Everything is quiet, peaceful, the birds are singing. Suddenly the master of ceremonies enters, reports: the aunt has arrived. Duchess. And I couldn't stand her. A screeching grandmother. I tell the master of ceremonies: tell her that I'm not at home. Trifle?
Master. Trifle.
King. This is a trifle for you and me, because we are people as people. And my poor daughter, whom I raised like in a greenhouse, fainted!
Master. Well, yes?
King. Honestly. She, you see, was amazed that her father was her father! - may tell lies. She began to get bored, to think, to languish, but I was at a loss. My maternal grandfather suddenly woke up in me. He was a sissy. He was so afraid of pain that at the slightest misfortune he froze, did nothing, but kept hoping for the best. When his beloved wife was strangled in his presence, he stood near and persuaded: be patient, maybe everything will work out! And when she was buried, he walked behind the coffin and whistled. And then he fell down and died. Good boy?
Master. How much better.
King. Has heredity awakened in time? Do you understand what a tragedy? The princess wanders around the palace, thinks, looks, listens - and I sit on the throne with folded arms and whistle. The princess is about to learn something about me that will kill her to death - and I smile helplessly. But one night I suddenly woke up. jumped up. He ordered the horses to be harnessed - and at dawn we were already racing along the road, graciously answering the low bows of our kind subjects.
hostess. My God, how sad this is!
King. We didn't stay with our neighbors. It is known that the neighbors are gossips. We raced on and on until we reached the Carpathian Mountains, where no one had ever heard of us. The air here is clean, mountainous. Allow me to stay with you until we build a castle with all the amenities, a garden, a dungeon and a playground ...
hostess. I'm afraid that…
Master. Don't be afraid, please! Ask! I beg you! I love it all so much! Well honey, well dear! Come, come, your majesty, I will show you the rooms.
King. Thank you!
Master (passes the king forward). Please come here, Your Majesty! Watch out, there's a step here. Like this. (Turns to his wife. In a whisper.) Give me at least one day to fool around! Falling in love is good! Don't die, my God! (Runs away.)
hostess. Well, I do not! Play pranks! Can such a girl endure when a sweet and affectionate young man turns into a wild beast before her eyes! An experienced woman would have been terrified. I will not let it! I will persuade this poor bear to be patient a little longer, to look for another princess, worse. There, by the way, and his horse is standing unsaddled, snorting at the oats - it means that he is full and rested. Get on horseback and jump over the mountains! Then you'll be back! (calls.) Son! Son! Where are you? (Exits.)
Runs in Bear.
Bear. Here am I.
hostess (behind the scenes). Come to my garden!
Bear. I'm running!
Opens the door. Behind the door young woman with a bouquet in hand.
Excuse me, I seem to have pushed you, sweet girl?
The girl drops flowers. The bear picks them up.
What's wrong with you? Did I scare you?
Young woman. No. I just got a little lost. You see, until now no one has called me just “nice girl”.
Bear. I didn't mean to offend you!
Young woman. Well, I wasn't offended at all!
Bear. Well, thank God! My problem is that I'm awfully truthful. If I see that a girl is cute, then I tell her so directly.
Young woman. Is that your name?
Bear. Me.
Young woman. Are you the son of the owner of this house?
Bear. No, I'm an orphan.
Young woman. So do I. That is, my father is alive, and my mother died when I was only seven minutes old.
Bear. But you probably have a lot of friends?
Young woman. Why do you think?
Bear. I don't know... It seems to me that everyone should love you.
Young woman. For what?
Bear. You are very gentle. True ... Tell me, when you hide your face in flowers, does this mean that you are angry?
Young woman. No.
Bear. Then I'll tell you one more thing: you are beautiful! You're so beautiful! Highly. Marvelous. Terrible.
Bear. Please don't leave!
Young woman. But your name is.
Bear. Yes. My name is. And here's what else I'll tell you. I liked you very much. Terrible. Straightaway.
The girl laughs.
I'm funny?
Young woman. No. But… what else can I do? I don't know. After all, no one spoke to me like that ...
Bear. I am very happy about it. My God, what am I doing? You are probably tired from the road, hungry, and I keep talking. Sit down please. Here is the milk. Paired. Drink! Come on! With bread, with bread!
The girl obeys. She drinks milk and eats bread, keeping her eyes on the Bear.
Young woman. Please tell me you're not a magician?
Bear. No you!
Young woman. Why then do I listen to you so much? I had a very hearty breakfast just five minutes ago - and now I'm drinking milk again, and even with bread. Are you honestly not a magician?
Bear. Honestly.
Young woman. And why, when you said ... that you ... liked me, then ... I felt some strange weakness in my shoulders and arms and ... Forgive me for asking you about this - but who else should I ask? We became friends so suddenly! Right?
Bear. Yes Yes!
Young woman. I don’t understand anything… Is today a holiday?
Bear. Don't know. Yes. Holiday.
Young woman. I knew it.
Bear. And tell me, please, who are you? Are you a member of the king's retinue?
Young woman. No.
Bear. Ah, I understand! Are you from the princess's entourage?
Young woman. What if I am the princess herself?
Bear. No, no, don't joke with me so cruelly!
Young woman. What's wrong with you? You suddenly turned so pale! What did I say?
Bear. No, no, you are not a princess. No! I wandered the world for a long time and saw many princesses - you are not at all like them!
Young woman. But…
Bear. No, no, don't torture me. Talk about whatever you want, but not about this.
Young woman. Okay. You... You say you have wandered the world a lot?
Bear. Yes. I studied and studied, and at the Sorbonne, and at Leiden, and in Prague. It seemed to me that it was very difficult for a person to live, and I was completely sad. And then I began to study.
Young woman. So how?
Bear. Did not help.
Young woman. Are you still sad?
Bear. Not all the time, but I'm sad.
Young woman. How strange! And it seemed to me that you are so calm, joyful, simple!
Bear. It's because I'm healthy as a bear. What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly blushing?
Young woman. I do not know. After all, I have changed so much in the last five minutes that I do not recognize myself at all. Now I'll try to understand what's going on here. I... I was scared!
Bear. What?
Young woman. You said that you are as healthy as a bear. Bear ... It's a joke to say. And I'm so defenseless with this my magical humility. You won't offend me?
Bear. Give me your hand.
The girl obeys. The bear gets down on one knee. He kisses her hand.
Let the thunder kill me if I ever offend you. Wherever you go - there I will go, when you die - then I will die.
Pipes are rattling.
Young woman. Oh my God! I completely forgot about them. The retinue finally reached the place. (Goes to the window.) What yesterday's, domestic faces! Let's hide from them!
Bear. Yes Yes!
Young woman. Let's run to the river!
They run away holding hands. Immediately enters the room hostess. She smiles through her tears.
hostess. Oh my God, my God! I heard, standing here, under the window, their entire conversation from word to word. And she didn't dare to enter and separate them. Why? Why do I cry and rejoice like a fool? After all, I understand that this cannot end in anything good, but there is a holiday in my soul. Well, here comes the hurricane, love has come. Poor children, happy children!
A timid knock on the door.
Enters very quiet, casually dressed human with a bundle in hand.
Man. Hello hostess! Forgive me for bumping into you. Maybe I interfered? Maybe I should leave?
hostess. No, no, what are you! Sit down please!
Man. Can I put a knot?
hostess. Of course, please!
Man. You are very kind. Ah, what a glorious, comfortable hearth! And a spit handle! And a teapot hook!
hostess. Are you a royal chef?
Man. No, mistress, I am the king's first minister.
hostess. Who, who?
Minister. His Majesty's First Minister.
hostess. Ah, sorry...
Minister. Nothing, I'm not angry ... Once upon a time, everyone guessed at a glance that I was a minister. I was radiant, so majestic. Connoisseurs argued that it is difficult to understand who holds more important and worthy - me or the royal cats. And now... you see...
hostess. What brought you to this state?
Minister. Road, mistress.
hostess. Road?
Minister. For some reason, we, a group of courtiers, were torn out of familiar environment and sent to foreign countries. This in itself is painful, and then there is this tyrant.
hostess. King?
Minister. What are you, what are you! We have long been accustomed to His Majesty. A tyrant is a minister-administrator.
hostess. But if you are the first minister, is he your subordinate? How can he be your tyrant?
Minister. He has taken such power that we all tremble before him.
hostess. How did he succeed?
Minister. He is the only one of us who knows how to travel. He knows how to get horses at the post station, get a carriage, feed us. True, he does all this badly, but we can’t do anything like that at all. Don't tell him that I complained, otherwise he will leave me without sweets.
hostess. Why don't you complain to the king?
Minister. Ah, the king is so well ... as they say in business language ... serves and supplies that the sovereign does not want to hear anything.
Enter two ladies-in-waiting and court lady.
Lady (speaks softly, quietly, pronounces every word with aristocratic distinctness). God knows when this will end! We'll go down to the pigs here, while this poisonous bastard deigns to give us soaps. Hello hostess, sorry we don't knock. We went wild as hell on the road.
Minister. Yes, here it is, dear! Men become quiet with horror, and women become formidable. Let me introduce you to the beauty and pride of the royal retinue - the first cavalry lady.
Lady. My God, how long have I not heard such words! (Makes a curtsy.) Very glad, damn it. (Introduces to the hostess.) Maid of honor to Princess Orinthia and Amanda.
The maids of honor sit down.
Excuse me, mistress, but I'm beside myself! His accursed Excellency the Minister-Administrator did not give us today powder, Kelkfler perfume and glycerin soap, which softens the skin and protects against chapping. I am convinced that he sold it all to the natives. Believe me, when we left the capital, he had only a miserable hat box in which lay a sandwich and his miserable underpants. (To the Minister.) Do not flinch, my dear, whether we saw on the road! I repeat: pants. And now the insolent man has thirty-three chests and twenty-two suitcases, not counting what he sent home on occasion.
Orinthia. And the worst thing is that now we can only talk about breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Amanda. Did we leave our native palace for this?
Lady. Skotina does not want to understand that subtle feelings are the main thing in our journey: the feelings of a princess, the feelings of a king. We were taken into the retinue as delicate, sensitive, sweet women. I'm ready to suffer. Don't sleep at night. She even agrees to die to help the princess. But why endure unnecessary, unnecessary, humiliating torments because of a camel that has lost its shame?
hostess. Would you like to wash your face out of the way, madame?
Lady. We don't have soap!
hostess. I will give you everything you need and as much hot water as you want.
Lady. You are a saint! (Kisses the hostess.) Wash! Remember settled life! What happiness!
hostess. Come, come, I will accompany you. Swear, sir! I'll be right back and get you some coffee.
Leaves with court lady and ladies-in-waiting. The minister sits by the hearth. Included minister-administrator. The First Minister jumps up.
Minister (timidly). Hello!
Administrator. AND?
Minister. I said hello!
Administrator. See you!
Minister. Oh why, why are you so impolite to me?
Administrator. I didn't say a single bad word to you. (takes out of pocket notebook and dives into some calculations.)
Minister. Excuse me… Where are our suitcases?
Attention! This is an introductory section of the book.
If you liked the beginning of the book, then full version can be purchased from our partner - a distributor of legal content LLC "LitRes".
EVGENY SCHWARTZ
ORDINARY MIRACLE
characters
Master
hostess
Bear
King
A princess
MinisterAdministrator
First Minister
court lady
Orinthia
Amanda
Innkeeper
Hunter
hunter's apprentice
Executioner
A man appears in front of the curtain, who says to the audience in a low voice and thoughtfully:
- "Ordinary miracle" - what a strange name! If it's a miracle, then it's extraordinary! And if ordinary - therefore, not a miracle.
The answer is that we are talking about love. A boy and a girl fall in love with each other - which is common. Quarreling - which is also not uncommon. Almost die of love. And finally, the strength of their feelings reaches such a height that it begins to work real miracles - which is both surprising and ordinary.
You can talk about love and sing songs, and we will tell a fairy tale about it.
In a fairy tale, the ordinary and the miraculous are very conveniently placed side by side and are easily understood if one looks at a fairy tale as a fairy tale. As in childhood. Do not look for hidden meaning in it. A fairy tale is told not in order to hide, but in order to reveal, to say with all its might, with all its might, what you think.
Among the characters in our fairy tale, closer to the "ordinary", you will recognize people who you have to meet quite often. For example, the king. You can easily guess in him an ordinary apartment despot, a frail tyrant who deftly knows how to explain his excesses by considerations of principle. Or dystrophy of the heart muscle. Or psychasthenia. And also heredity. In the tale, he is made a king so that his character traits reach their natural limit. You will also recognize the minister-administrator, a dashing supplier. And the honored worker of hunting. And some others.
But the heroes of the tale, closer to the "miracle", are deprived everyday features today. Such are the wizard, and his wife, and the princess, and the bear.
How do such different people get along in one fairy tale? And it's very simple. As in life.
And our fairy tale begins simply. One wizard got married, settled down and took up farming. But no matter how you feed the wizard, everything draws him to miracles, transformations and amazing adventures. And so he got involved in the love story of those very young people about whom I spoke at the beginning. And everything became tangled, tangled - and finally unraveled so unexpectedly that the magician himself, accustomed to miracles, threw up his hands in surprise.
It all ended in grief for lovers or happiness - you will find out at the very end of the tale.
disappears
Act one
Homestead in the Carpathian mountains | large room shining with cleanliness | on the hearth - a dazzlingly sparkling copper coffee pot | bearded man, huge, broad-shouldered, sweeping the room and talking to himself at the top of his voice | this is the landlord
Master
Like this! That's nice! I work and work, as befits a master, everyone will look and praise, everything is with me, like with people. I don’t sing, I don’t dance, I don’t tumble like a wild animal. It is impossible for the owner of an excellent estate in the mountains to roar like a bison, no, no! I work without any liberties ... Ah!
He listens, covers his face with his hands
She goes! She is! She is! Her steps ... I've been married for fifteen years, and I'm still in love with my wife, like a boy, honestly so! Goes! She is!
Giggles shyly
Here are some trifles, the heart beats so that it even hurts ... Hello, wife!
The hostess enters, still a young, very attractive woman.
Hello wife, hello! How long have we parted, just an hour ago, but I'm glad for you, as if we hadn't seen each other for a year, that's how much I love you ...
scared
What happened to you? Who dared to offend you?
hostess
You.
Master
Are you kidding! Oh I'm rude! The poor woman, standing so sad, shaking her head ... That's bad! What the hell have I done?
hostess
Think.
Master
Yes, where is there to think ... Speak, do not talk ...
hostess
What did you do this morning in the chicken coop?
Owner (laughs)
So this is what I love!
hostess
Thank you for such love. I open the chicken coop, and suddenly - hello! All my chickens have four legs...
Master
Well, what's wrong with that?
hostess
And the chicken has a mustache like a soldier.
Master
Hahaha!
hostess
Who promised to improve? Who promised to live like everyone else?
Master
Well, dear, well, dear, well, forgive me! What can you do ... After all, I'm a magician!
hostess
You never know!
Master
It was a cheerful morning, the sky was clear, there was nowhere to put my strength, it was so good. Wanted to fool around...
hostess
Well, I would do something useful for the economy. Vaughn brought the sand to sprinkle the paths. I would take it and turn it into sugar.
Master
Well, what a prank!
hostess
Or those stones that are stacked near the barn, he would turn into cheese.
Master
Not funny!
hostess
Well, what should I do with you? I fight, I fight, and you are still the same wild hunter, mountain wizard, crazy bearded man!
Master
I'm trying!
hostess
So everything is going gloriously, like with people, and suddenly there is a bang - thunder, lightning, miracles, transformations, fairy tales, all sorts of legends ... Poor thing ...
kisses him
Well, go, dear!
Master
Where?
hostess
To the chicken coop.
Master
What for?
hostess
Fix what you did there.
Master
I can not!
hostess
Oh please!
Master
I can not. You yourself know how things are in the world. Sometimes you mess up - and then you fix everything. And sometimes click - and there is no turning back! I beat these chickens with a magic wand, and curled them with a whirlwind, and struck them seven times with lightning - all in vain! So, you can't fix what's been done here.
hostess
Well, there's nothing to be done ... Every day I will shave a chicken, and turn away from chickens. Well, now let's move on to the most important thing. Who are you waiting for?
Master
Nobody.
hostess
Look into my eyes.
Master
Look.
hostess
Tell the truth, what will happen? What kind of guests should we receive today? Of people? Or will the ghosts come and play dice with you? Don't be afraid, speak up. If we have the ghost of a young nun, then I will even be glad. She promised to capture from the other world a pattern of a blouse with wide sleeves, which was worn three hundred years ago. This style is back in fashion. Is the nun coming?
Master
No.
hostess
It's a pity. So no one will? No? Do you really think that you can hide the truth from your wife? You'd rather fool yourself than me. Look, ears are burning, sparks are pouring from eyes ...
Master
Not true! Where?
hostess
There, there they are! That's how they sparkle. Don't be shy, confess! Well? Together!
Master
Okay! We will have guests today. Forgive me, I'm trying. Became a homebody. But… But the soul asks for something… magical. No offense!
hostess
I knew who I was marrying.
Master
There will be guests! Here, now, now!
hostess
Fix your collar soon. Pull up your sleeves!
Owner (laughs)
Do you hear, do you hear? Rides.
Approaching clatter of hooves
It's him, it's him!
hostess
Who?
Master
The same young man, because of whom amazing events will begin with us. Here is joy! That's nice!
hostess
Is this a young man like a young man?
Master
Yes Yes!
hostess
That's good, my coffee just boiled.
Knock on the door
Master
Come in, come in, we've been waiting for a long time! Very glad!
A young man enters | dressed elegantly | modest, simple, thoughtful | silently bows to the owners
Owner (hugs him)
Hello, hello son!
hostess
Sit down at the table, please, have some coffee, please. What's your name, son?
young man
Bear.
hostess
How do you say?
young man
Bear.
hostess
What an inappropriate name!
young man
It's not a nickname at all. I really am a bear.
hostess
No, what are you... Why? You move so dexterously, you speak so softly.
young man
You see… Your husband turned me into a human being seven years ago. And he did it wonderfully. He is an excellent wizard. He has golden hands, mistress.
Master
Thanks son!
Shaking hands with Bear
hostess
It's true?
Master
So after all it when was! Expensive! Seven years ago!
hostess
Why didn't you confess to me right away?
Master
Forgot! I just forgot, and that's it! I walked, you know, through the forest, I see: a young bear. Still a teenager. The head is broad, the eyes are intelligent. We talked, word for word, I liked him. I plucked a walnut branch, made a magic wand out of it - one, two, three - and this ... Well, why be angry, I don’t understand. The weather was good, the sky was clear...
hostess
Shut up! I hate it when animals are tortured for their own amusement. An elephant is forced to dance in a muslin skirt, a nightingale is put in a cage, a tiger is taught to swing on a swing. Are you having a hard time, son?
Bear
Yes, mistress! Being a real person is very difficult.
hostess
Poor boy!
What are you laughing at, heartless?
Master
I rejoice! I love my work. A man will make a statue out of dead stone - and then he will be proud if the work was successful. And make a pod from a living thing even more alive. Here is the work!
hostess
What a job! Pranks and nothing more. Ah, I'm sorry, son, he hid from me who you are, and I served sugar with coffee.
Bear
This is very kind of you! Why are you asking for forgiveness?
hostess
But you must love honey...
Bear
No, I can't see him! He awakens memories in me.
hostess
Now, now, turn him into a bear if you love me! Let him go free!
Master
Honey, honey, everything will be fine! That's why he came to visit us, to become a bear again.
hostess
Is it true? Well, I'm very glad. Are you going to transform it here? Should I leave the room?
Bear
Don't hurry, dear hostess. Alas, it will not happen so soon. I will become a bear again only when the princess falls in love with me and kisses me.
hostess
When when? Repeat!
Bear
When some princess who comes across me falls in love and kisses me, I will immediately turn into a bear and run away to my native mountains.
hostess
My God, how sad!
Master
Here hello! Again did not please ... Why?
hostess
Didn't you think of the princess?
Master
Trivia! Falling in love is good.
hostess
A poor girl in love kisses a young man, and he suddenly turns into a wild beast?
Master
It's a matter of life, wife.
hostess
But then he will run away into the forest!
Master
And it happens.
hostess
Son, son, will you leave the girl in love?
Bear
When she sees that I am a bear, she will immediately stop loving me, mistress.
hostess
What do you know about love, little boy!
Takes her husband aside | quiet
I don't want to frighten the boy, but you have started a dangerous, dangerous game, husband! You churned butter with earthquakes, nailed nails with lightning, a hurricane dragged us furniture, dishes, mirrors, mother-of-pearl buttons from the city. I'm accustomed to everything, but now I'm afraid.
Master
What?
hostess
Hurricane, earthquake, lightning - all this is nothing. We have to deal with people. Yes, even with young people. Yes, even with lovers! I feel that something will certainly happen that we do not expect at all!
Master
Well, what can happen? Does the princess fall in love with him? Nonsense! Look how nice he is...
hostess
And if…
Trumpets are rattling
Master
It's too late to argue here, dear. I made it so that one of the kings passing along the high road suddenly wanted to turn terribly to us in the estate!
Trumpets are rattling
And now he is coming here with his retinue, ministers and the princess, his only daughter. Run, son! We will take them ourselves. When needed, I will call you.
The bear runs away
hostess
And you will not be ashamed to look into the eyes of the king?
Master
Not a drop! Frankly, I can't stand kings!
hostess
All the same guest!
Master
Yes, well, him! He has an executioner in his retinue, and a chopping block is carried in his luggage.
hostess
Maybe just gossip?
Master
You'll see. Now a rude man will enter, a boor, he will begin to behave outrageously, dispose of, demand.
hostess
But suddenly no! After all, we will perish with shame!
Master
You'll see!
Knock on the door
Enter the king
King
Hello dear ones! I am the king, my dears.
Master
Good afternoon, Your Majesty.
King
I myself, I don’t know why, liked your estate terribly. We are driving along the road, and I am drawn to turn into the mountains, go up to the ladies. Please allow us to stay with you for a few days!
Manor in the Carpathian mountains. Here, having married and decided to settle down and take care of the household, a certain magician settled. He is in love with his wife and promises her to live “like everyone else”, but the soul asks for something magical, and the owner of the estate is unable to resist “pranks”. And now the Mistress guesses that her husband has started new miracles. It turns out that difficult guests are about to arrive at the house.
The young man appears first. When asked by the Mistress what his name is, he answers: Bear. The magician, having informed his wife that it was because of the young man that amazing events would begin, admits that seven years ago he turned a young bear he met in the forest into a man. The hostess cannot stand it when “for the sake of their own fun they torture animals,” and begs her husband to make the young man a bear again and set him free. It turns out that this is possible, but only if some princess falls in love with a young man and kisses him, the Mistress is sorry for the unknown girl, she is frightened dangerous game, which was started by the husband.
Meanwhile, the sound of a trumpet is heard announcing the arrival of new guests. It was the King passing by who suddenly wanted to turn into the estate. The owner warns that now they will see a rude and outrageous. However, the King who entered is at first polite and amiable. True, he soon breaks out a confession that he is a despot, vindictive and capricious. But twelve generations of ancestors are to blame for this (“all the monsters, one to one!”), Because of them, he, by nature, a good-natured and clever man, sometimes does things that even cry!
After failed attempt treat the hosts with poisoned wine The king, having declared the late uncle responsible for his trick, says that the Princess, his daughter, did not inherit the villainous family tendencies, she is kind and even softens his own cruel temper. The host escorts the guest to the rooms designated for him.
The Princess enters the house and runs into the Bear at the door. Sympathy immediately arises between young people. The princess is not accustomed to simple and cordial treatment, she likes to talk to the Bear.
The sound of trumpets is heard - the royal retinue is approaching. The boy and girl run away holding hands. “Well, a hurricane has come, love has come!” - says the Hostess, who heard their conversation.
Courtiers appear. All of them: the First Minister, the First Cavalier Lady, and the maids of honor are scared to shiver by the Minister-Administrator, who, being able to please the King in everything, completely subjugated him, and keeps his retinue in a black body. Entered Administrator, looking into the notebook, calculates income. Having winked at the Mistress, he, without any preamble, appoints her a love date, but, having learned that her husband is a magician and can turn him into a rat, he apologizes, and takes out his anger on the courtiers who have appeared.
Meanwhile, first the King and the Master enter the room, then the Princess and the Bear. Noticing the joy on his daughter's face, the King understands that the reason for this is a new acquaintance. He is ready to welcome the title to the young man and take him on a journey. The princess confesses that the young man has become her best friend she is ready to kiss him. But, realizing who she is, the Bear runs away in horror and despair. The princess is confused. She leaves the room. The King is going to execute the courtiers if none of them can give him advice on how to help the Princess. The executioner is ready. Suddenly the door swings open, the Princess appears in the doorway in a man's dress, with a sword and pistols. She orders to saddle the horse, says goodbye to her father and disappears. The sound of a horse is heard. The king rushes after him, ordering his retinue to follow him. "Well, are you satisfied?" - the Mistress asks her husband. "Highly!" he answers.
Bad weather winter evening the owner of the tavern "Emilia" sadly recalls the girl whom he once loved and after whom he named his establishment. He still dreams of meeting her. There is a knock on the door. The innkeeper lets in the travelers covered with snow - this is the King and his retinue looking for his daughter.
Meanwhile, the Princess is in this house. Disguised as a boy, she became an apprentice to a hunter who lives here.
While the Innkeeper arranges for his guests to rest, the Bear appears. A little later, he meets the Princess, but does not recognize her in men's suit. He says that he ran away from love for a girl who is very similar to a new acquaintance and, as it seems to him, is also in love with him. The princess makes fun of the Bear. The outbreak of the dispute ends with a sword fight. Making a lunge, the young man knocks off his opponent's hat - braids fall, the masquerade is over. The girl is offended by the Bear and is ready to die, but to prove to him that he is indifferent to her. The bear wants to run again. But the house is covered with snow up to the very roof, it is impossible to get out.
Meanwhile, the Innkeeper discovers that the First Cavalier Lady is the Emilia he had lost. There is an explanation and reconciliation. The king is happy that his daughter was found, but when he sees her sad, he demands that one of the courtiers go to console her. The lot falls to the Administrator, who is terribly afraid that the Princess will simply shoot him. However, he returns alive and, in addition, with unexpected news - the royal daughter has decided to marry him! Furious Bear immediately proposes to two ladies-in-waiting at once. The Princess appears in her wedding dress: the wedding is in an hour! The young man seeks permission to talk to her alone and reveals his secret to her: by the will of the wizard, he will turn into a bear as soon as he kisses her - this is the reason for his flight. The princess leaves in despair.
Suddenly, music is heard, the windows swing open, behind them is not snow, but flowering meadows. The merry Boss bursts in, but his joy quickly fades: the expected miracle did not happen. “How dare you not kiss her?! he asks the Bear. "You didn't love the girl!"
The owner leaves. Snow outside again. Completely depressed, the Bear turns to the hunter who entered with a question if he has a desire to kill the hundredth bear (he boasted that he had 99 killed bears on his account), because he would still find the Princess, kiss her and turn into a beast. After hesitating, the hunter agrees to take advantage of the "courtesy" of the young man.
A year has passed. The innkeeper married his beloved Emilia. The bear disappeared no one knows where: the magician's spell does not let him go to the Princess. And the girl, because of unhappy love, fell ill and is about to die. All the courtiers are in deep sadness. Only the Administrator, although his wedding did not take place, became even richer and more impudent, and does not believe in death from love.
The princess wants to say goodbye to her friends and asks to brighten up her last moments. Among those present and the Host with the Hostess. Footsteps are heard in the depths of the garden - the Bear still got here! The princess is glad and confesses that she loves and forgives him, let him turn into a bear, so long as he does not leave. She hugs and kisses the young man. (“Glory to the brave who dare to love, knowing that all this will come to an end,” the wizard said a little earlier.) There is a clap of thunder, darkness reigns for a moment, then the light flashes, and everyone sees that the Bear has remained a man. The magician is delighted: a miracle has happened! To celebrate, he turns the annoying Administrator into a rat and is ready to perform new miracles, "so as not to burst from excess strength."
