Plays by Anton Chekhov, Second SeriesChekhov, Anton Pavlovich
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Plays by Anton Chekhov, Second Series
Chekhov, Anton Pavlovich
Chekhov, Anton Pavlovich, 1860-1904 -- Translations into English; Russian drama -- Translations into English
PISCHIN. Stop... it’s hot.... A most unexpected thing happened. Some
Englishmen came along and found some white clay on my land.... [To LUBOV
ANDREYEVNA] And here’s four hundred for you... beautiful lady.... [Gives
her money] Give you the rest later.... [Drinks water] Just now a young
man in the train was saying that some great philosopher advises us all
to jump off roofs. “Jump!” he says, and that’s all. [Astonished] To
think of that, now! More water!
LOPAKHIN. Who were these Englishmen?
PISCHIN. I’ve leased off the land with the clay to them for twenty-four
years.... Now, excuse me, I’ve no time.... I must run off.... I must
go to Znoikov and to Kardamonov... I owe them all money.... [Drinks]
Good-bye. I’ll come in on Thursday.
LUBOV. We’re just off to town, and to-morrow I go abroad.
PISCHIN. [Agitated] What? Why to town? I see furniture... trunks....
Well, never mind. [Crying] Never mind. These Englishmen are men of
immense intellect.... Never mind.... Be happy.... God will help you....
Never mind.... Everything in this world comes to an end.... [Kisses
LUBOV ANDREYEVNA’S hand] And if you should happen to hear that my end
has come, just remember this old... horse and say: “There was one
such and such a Simeonov-Pischin, God bless his soul....” Wonderful
weather... yes.... [Exit deeply moved, but returns at once and says in
the door] Dashenka sent her love! [Exit.]
LUBOV. Now we can go. I’ve two anxieties, though. The first is poor
Fiers [Looks at her watch] We’ve still five minutes....
ANYA. Mother, Fiers has already been sent to the hospital. Yasha sent
him off this morning.
LUBOV. The second is Varya. She’s used to getting up early and to work,
and now she’s no work to do she’s like a fish out of water. She’s grown
thin and pale, and she cries, poor thing.... [Pause] You know very well,
Ermolai Alexeyevitch, that I used to hope to marry her to you, and I
suppose you are going to marry somebody? [Whispers to ANYA, who nods to
CHARLOTTA, and they both go out] She loves you, she’s your sort, and I
don’t understand, I really don’t, why you seem to be keeping away from
each other. I don’t understand!
LOPAKHIN. To tell the truth, I don’t understand it myself. It’s all so
strange.... If there’s still time, I’ll be ready at once... Let’s get it
over, once and for all; I don’t feel as if I could ever propose to her
without you.
LUBOV. Excellent. It’ll only take a minute. I’ll call her.
LOPAKHIN. The champagne’s very appropriate. [Looking at the tumblers]
They’re empty, somebody’s already drunk them. [YASHA coughs] I call that
licking it up....
LUBOV. [Animated] Excellent. We’ll go out. Yasha, allez. I’ll call her
in.... [At the door] Varya, leave that and come here. Come! [Exit with
YASHA.]
LOPAKHIN. [Looks at his watch] Yes.... [Pause.]
[There is a restrained laugh behind the door, a whisper, then VARYA
comes in.]
VARYA. [Looking at the luggage in silence] I can’t seem to find it....
LOPAKHIN. What are you looking for?
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