TÁNYA. I'll do it! Didn't he say himself that there is that power in Simon? And I know how to manage. No one found me out that time, and now I'll teach Simon what to do. If it doesn't succeed it's no great matter. After all it's not a sin. Enter Leoníd Fyódoritch followed by Theodore Ivánitch. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH [smiling] Is this the petitioner? Well, what is your business? TÁNYA. It's a little secret, Leoníd Fyódoritch; let me tell it you alone. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. What is it? Theodore, leave us for a minute. Exit Theodore Ivánitch. TÁNYA. As I have grown up and lived in your house, Leoníd Fyódoritch, and as I am very grateful to you for everything, I shall open my heart to you as to a father. Simon, who is living in your house, wants to marry me. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. So that's it! TÁNYA. I open my heart to you as to a father! I have no one to advise me, being an orphan. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. Well, and why not? He seems a nice lad. TÁNYA. Yes, that's true. He would be all right; there is only one thing I have my doubts about. It's something about him that I have noticed and can't make out ... perhaps it is something bad. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. What is it? Does he drink? TÁNYA. God forbid! But since I know that there is such a thing as spiritalism ... LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. Ah, you know that? TÁNYA. Of course! I understand it very well. Some, of course, through ignorance, don't understand it. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. Well, what then? TÁNYA. I am very much afraid for Simon. It does happen to him. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. What happens to him? TÁNYA. Something of a kind like spiritalism. You ask any of the servants. As soon as he gets drowsy at the table, the table begins to tremble, and creak like that: _tuke, ... tuke_! All the servants have heard it. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. Why, it's the very thing I was saying to Sergéy Ivánitch this morning! Yes?... TÁNYA. Or else ... when was it?... Oh yes, last Wednesday. We sat down to dinner, and the spoon just jumps into his hand of itself! LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. Ah, that is interesting! Jumps into his hand? When he was drowsing? TÁNYA. That I didn't notice. I think he was, though. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. Yes?... TÁNYA. And that's what I'm afraid of, and what I wanted to ask you about. May not some harm come of it? To live one's life together, and him having such a thing in him! LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH [smiling] No, you need not be afraid, there is nothing bad in that. It only proves him to be a _medium_--simply a medium. I knew him to be a medium before this. TÁNYA. So that's what it is! And I was afraid! LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. No, there's nothing to be afraid of. [Aside]. That's capital! Kaptchítch can't come, so we will test him to-night.... [To Tánya] No, my dear, don't be afraid, he will be a good husband and ... that is only a kind of special power, and every one has it, only in some it is weaker and in others stronger.