Whitby (english version)

(This is a rush translation. Version may not be in its final form.)

He writes.

The scene of Faust in which Mephistopheles stands on a mountain surrounded by bats had been very laborious. The theater manager even dreams of it.

Lord Kevin arrived shortly in London and decided to go to the theater.

He had rather liked Macbeth at the Lyceum Theater.

He had spoken quickly to the Irishman who administered it. An interesting man. He had told about the dream.

A month later he decided to distract himself in Yorkshire and walked through the ruins of the Church of St. Mary.

The whole situation with the hysteria of contamination and Zola had knocked him down. He had met him in a small hotel in London, having fled as the crowd in the courtroom shouted, "Traitor! Go back to the Jews!"

He finds the man in the theater walking among the tombs. He takes notes.

Lord Kevin asks the Irish if he is afraid, if he likes supernatural stories.

He comments with him on the story of Lord Byron, about the dead soldier in Turkey who is promised return to life. Of course, he knows nothing about the lord, but his face expresses an inquisitive strangeness.

They meet every day.

He writes down a young sailor´s name, dead at age of twenty.
The Irishman says that he was always impressed by the story of the poet Dante Rossetti. He had buried the young wife with the manuscript of the poems dedicated to her. His friends convince him to open the tomb to publish the manuscript. The glory of the author came from there. They say that, opening the coffin a year later, the girl looked dazzling as if she were still alive.
The Lord tells him about a servant who also died very early.

"I met him when I was fifteen, in the dirty suburban streets. It was beautiful. I saw a prostitute kissing his neck. He was probably sick with syphilis. I shouted, "Get out! This man belongs to me." The woman ran away as if she had seen a ghost. In fact, I would have killed her if I had not fled. I clung to the boy, he practically lived in the castle, I feared that others would see him. He fell in love with a maid. Luckily, the girl fell ill and resigned, disappearing".

The man looks into Lord Kevin's eyes and has a shudder.

They had tea with the manager's wife and her daughter later. His wife was beautiful, but cold, had been courted by Oscar Wilde. They talked about the Lord's travels. She asked him:

"Is it true, sir, that in France, the radicals are beginning to demand control of the army by the Republican government?"

"Yes, the whole case is marking them as reactionary. I even saw a cleric on the street handing out pamphlets which read: "Your mother and sister have a barrier in you. You are the nation's defense against the infamy of the foreign invasion!" But ... It's the same everywhere. In Russia, Germany, and France here, everyone wants the energy of expansion and praises war as a purifying force.

The theater manager dreams.

He's being kissed by a woman.

- Get out! This man belongs to me.

Afonso Jr Ferreira de Lima