Nothing. It's still early, that's all. SAVVA _(suspiciously)_ What do you mean? LIPA _(defiantly)_ What I mean. SAVVA Why did you say it's still early? LIPA _(paling)_ Because it's only a little after eleven; but when it's twelve-- SAVVA _(jumping up and going to her quickly; fixing her with his stare, he speaks slowly, pronouncing every word separately and distinctly)_ So? Is that it? When it's twelve--_(He turns to Speransky without removing his eyes from Lipa)_ Listen, you go home. LIPA _(frightened)_ No, stay, Mr. Speransky. Please stay, I beg you. SAVVA If you don't go at once, I'll throw you out of the window. Well? SPERANSKY Excuse me, I never had the faintest idea--I was here with Mr. Anthony Tropinin. I am going instantly. Where is my hat? I put it here somewhere-- SAVVA There's your hat. _(Throws it to him)_ LIPA _(feebly)_ Stay here awhile longer, Mr. Speransky. Sit down. SPERANSKY No, it's late. I must go to bed. Good night, Miss Olympiada. Good night, Mr. Tropinin. Your brother is asleep already, I believe. You ought to take him to bed. I'm going, I'm going. _(Exit)_ SAVVA _(speaking in a quiet, calm tone; his movements are heavy and slow, as if his body had suddenly stiffened)_ You know it? LIPA I do. SAVVA You know all? LIPA All. SAVVA Did the monk tell you? LIPA He did. SAVVA Well? LIPA _(drawing back a little, and raising her hand for protection)_-Well, nothing will happen. There'll be no blowing up. You understand, Savva, there'll be no explosion. _[Pause. Footsteps are heard in the street, and indistinct talking. Savva turns around. Stooping more than usually, he takes a turn around the room with peculiar slowness._ SAVVA Well? LIPA Then you had better believe me, brother. Believe me. SAVVA Yes? LIPA Why that was--I don't know what it was--it was a piece of madness. Think it over. SAVVA Is it really true? LIPA Yes, it's true. It's all over. You can't help it any more. There is nothing for you to do. SAVVA Tell me how it happened. _(Sits down deliberately, his eyes fixed on Lipa)_ LIPA I guessed a little something long ago--that day when you spoke to me--only I didn't know exactly what it was. And I saw the little machine too. I have another key to the trunk. SAVVA Evidently you have been cut out for a spy. Go on! LIPA I am not afraid of insults. SAVVA Never mind, never mind--go on. LIPA Then I saw that you had frequent talks with that fellow--Kondraty. Yesterday I looked in the trunk again, and the machine wasn't there. So I understood. SAVVA You say you have another key? LIPA Yes. The trunk is mine, you know. Well, and to-day-- SAVVA When to-day? LIPA Toward evening--I couldn't find Kondraty anywhere--I told him that I knew all. He got very much frightened and told me the rest. SAVVA A worthy pair--spy and traitor. LIPA If you are going to insult me, I won't say another word. SAVVA Never mind, never mind--go on. LIPA