OHANO. [_Scornfully._] But a gazing globe shows men the way to their heart's desire.

NIJO. It reflects to men what they see into it. So does glory.

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NIJO. Behold what it has done to me! Already as a child I gazed at that globe, longing to grasp the glory of which it was a symbol. It filled me with a red madness, surged with an unbearable music, giving me a riotous pain! Oh, it made me drunk for the wine of glory!

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OHANO. I know! I know! Now you talk as the man I thought you were.

Contemporary One-Act Plays — Part 85

OHANO. But you have known the glory of life. Shall I never know the way to it? [_Appealingly, to the globe._] The way--the way is what I seek!

ZAMA. Look not so upon the evil ball, child. It do be enchanted for one thousand years! [OHANO _moves nearer the globe_.] Go not so near, child! Evil will fall--and you will be enslaved!

OHANO. What care I, if it shows me the way? [_Hands outstretched to the globe._

ZAMA. [_Appealingly to_ NIJO.] Sir, I pray you do be stopping her. She do be always gazing at that golden ball; and slowly it do be drawing her within its enchanted grasp. And it do be an enchanted ball!

NIJO. Perhaps there's more to its enchantment than I thought. It claimed me for a victim--and now it's freezing her life's warmth to the falseness of Orient pearl.

OHANO. [_Murmuring to the globe._] The way--the way! I must have the way!

NIJO. [_Swiftly drawing his sword._] I will not show you--but I'll save you! [_Starts toward the gazing globe._

ZAMA. [_Barring his path._] Nijo, sir, what do you be doing?

NIJO. [_With a flourish of his sword._] I kill the thing that freezes another heart!

ZAMA. That do mean ruin! It be an enchanted ball!

NIJO. [_Brushing past_ ZAMA.] It will enchant no longer!!

NIJO. [_Running up pedestal steps._] Yes!!

[_With a mighty blow he strikes the gazing globe with his sword. Frightened_, OHANO _shrinks to one side, facing right, as a thunder-like crash follows the blow, and pieces of the globe tumble to the ground--all but one piece that remains upon the pedestal. Then from a moon off stage right shines a straight golden path across the sea to the bit of gazing globe on the pedestal._

OHANO. [_Triumphantly._] The moon--The way! At last the way! From the gazing globe--the golden path to the moon of glory. Now I am free!