BETSY. You just wait a bit, and see what will happen! PETRISTCHEF. I have only one fear, and that is that Vovo may be moved by the spirit to grunt like a pig! VASILY LEONIDITCH. Would you like me to? I will.... LEONID FYODORITCH. Gentlemen! Silence, if you please! [Silence. SIMON licks the matches on his fingers and rubs his knuckles with them. Leonid Fyodoritch. A light! Do you see the light? SAHATOF. A light? Yes, yes, I see; but allow me.... FAT LADY. Where? Where? Oh, dear, I did not see it! Ah, there it is. Oh!... PROFESSOR (whispers to LEONID FYODORITCH, and points to GROSSMAN, who is moving). Do you notice how he vibrates? It is the dual influence. [The light appears again. LEONID FYODORITCH (to the PROFESSOR). It must be he--you know! SAHATOF. Who? LEONID FYODORITCH. A Greek, Nicholas. It is his light. Don't you think so, Alexey Vladimiritch? SAHATOF. Who is this Greek, Nicholas? PROFESSOR. A certain Greek, who was a monk at Constantinople under Constantine and who has been visiting us lately. FAT LADY. Where is he? Where is he? I don't see him. LEONID FYODORITCH. He is not yet visible ... Alexey Vladimiritch, he is particularly well disposed towards you. You question him. PROFESSOR (in a peculiar voice). Nicholas! Is that you? [TANYA raps twice on the wall. LEONID FYODORITCH (joyfully). It is he! It is he! FAT LADY. Oh, dear! Oh! I shall go away! SAHATOF. Why do you suppose it is he? LEONID FYODORITCH. Why, the two knocks. It is an affirmative answer; else all would have been silence. [Silence. Suppressed giggling in the young people's corner. TANYA throws a lampshade, pencil and penwiper upon the table. LEONID FYODORITCH (whispers). Do you notice, gentlemen, here is a lamp-shade, and something else--a pencil!... Alexey Vladimiritch, it is a pencil! PROFESSOR. All right, all right! I am watching both him and Grossman! [GROSSMAN rises and feels the things that have fallen on the table. SAHATOF. Excuse me, excuse me! I should like to see whether it is not the medium who is doing it all himself? LEONID FYODORITCH. Do you think so? Well, sit by him and hold his hands. But you may be sure he is asleep. SAHATOF (approaches, TANYA lets a thread touch his head. He is frightened, and stoops). Ye ... ye ... yes! Strange, very strange! [Takes hold of SIMON'S elbow. SIMON howls. PROFESSOR (to LEONID FYODORITCH). Do you notice the effect of Grossman's presence? It is a new phenomenon--I must note it.... [Runs out to note it down, and returns again. LEONID FYODORITCH. Yes.... But we cannot leave Nicholas without an answer. We must begin.... GROSSMAN (rises, approaches Simon and raises and lowers his arm). It would be interesting to produce contraction! The subject is in profound hypnosis. PROFESSOR (to LEONID FYODORITCH). Do you see? Do you see? GROSSMAN. If you like....