Ah, pity me! Let me go! I must feed or I shall die!
RIKI
You shall feed no more!
THE GAKI
Do not let me die in this sixth hell! Do not let me die! Once I was human—like you and you. I came into this hell because I was bitter in life.—I made misery for others.—I put mischief in their minds.—
RIKI (leaping upon him)
You shall make no more misery.
THE GAKI
Let me feed! Let me live! I can not die thus.
RIKI (throttling him)
Dread demon, the end has come!
THE GAKI
Please—please—hear me.
RIKI
Nay, you have made your last horror in our lives.
OBAA-SAN
Riki! Hear him—hear him.—We know not what we do, perhaps.
RIKI
Then speak.
THE GAKI
Let me go! Do you think it did not punish me to see your misery, to bring misery upon you? That is what these hells are. In life we can not always see what wretchedness we make; in the hells we see and know and understand, but we can not escape our evil until we've sucked the bitterness, the horror to the blackest end. Oh—five hells lie between me and human life. In each I may perchance forget the lesson learned before. Let me live! Let me live!—I can not fight your faith!—Let me live!
RIKI
What further harm will you do?
THE GAKI
I cannot help myself. I must live on you.—You are young—
[He tears himself from Riki and once more rushes to the tree. Aoyagi writhes a moment in agony. Riki leaps upon The Gaki, throttling him once more. The struggle is terrific.
RIKI
Die!
THE GAKI
Let me go! Let me live!—I promise anything—I—
RIKI
Too late!—You shall harm no more!
[With one supreme effort, The Gaki draws himself to his full height and seems about to crush Riki. He leaps upon the prostrate Aoyagi and flings her body high above his head. Riki starts for him.
THE GAKI
I shall live! I shall live!
RIKI
Aoyagi!
THE GAKI
Come not near me, Riki, or I shall crush her at your feet. I shall live!
[He laughs the hideous laugh of triumph which rang out on the mountain side yesterday.
OBAA-SAN
Give her back to us! Feed on me!
THE GAKI
In your heart there is only hope and beautiful memory. Old fool, I can not feed on you.—But now in my arms I hold the precious gift by which I shall pass from hell to hell.
O-KATSU-SAN
Take me!
THE GAKI
Silly old woman, you, too, like Obaa-San, can not feed me. Age learns to grasp at bubbles and pretend that they are stars.
O-KATSU-SAN
But I shall dream of my little girl.