Page:Plunder (Perlman).djvu/13

7

Krishna. We used to make such fantastic plans together--have you forgotten? Once we sat on this very stoop and compared our commodities, our products.

MOKSA I have never compared commodities. I have never made a product. I do not know what commodities are. I only make bowls and jars. I have never seen you before.

HARILAL Get down off your pedestal, Krishna. This is Harilal. Surely you're not still holding against me my decision to stop making my own pottery, and to carry Western lines instead? That was over a year ago. I knew it would hurt you, but have you forgotten my offer to take you in on it, 50-50? That offer still holds, Krishna. And if I become an agent for this American firm, the offer holds there too: 50-50. I just can't understand you, Krishna.

MOKSA I remember Harilal. Harilal is dead. I have seen the spirit leave his body. You are not Harilal.

HARILAL For heaven's sake, Krishna, how long are you going to remain in the Middle Ages? The times are changing, and you have to change with them.

Maybe people appreciated the craft and care I used to put into every article--some said I made better pottery than my father,

AMONG AUDIENCE

DARIUS STARK When I was there over forty years ago I didn't just talk to the diplomats and lawyer boys who come here for their educations. My father didn't own a plant, so he couldn't send me in fancy jet planes to represent his firm all over the world.