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To his parents he has the self-assertive,
not-quite-at-ease manner of a revolted son who knows that he is not
forgiven nor approved of._
CAIN [_to Adam_] Still digging? Always dig, dig, dig. Sticking in the
old furrow. No progress! no advanced ideas! no adventures! What should I
be if I had stuck to the digging you taught me?
ADAM. What are you now, with your shield and spear, and your brother's
blood crying from the ground against you?
CAIN. I am the first murderer: you are only the first man. Anybody could
be the first man: it is as easy as to be the first cabbage. To be the
first murderer one must be a man of spirit.
ADAM. Begone. Leave us in peace. The world is wide enough to keep us
apart.
EVE. Why do you want to drive him away? He is mine. I made him out of my
own body. I want to see my work sometimes.
ADAM. You made Abel also. He killed Abel. Can you bear to look at him
after that?
CAIN. Whose fault was it that I killed Abel? Who invented killing? Did
I? No: he invented it himself. I followed your teaching. I dug and dug
and dug.


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