but there are as many great ideas in it as fish in the sea.
Shabelsky
He is a specialist in them!
Lebedyev
God bless you, you do amuse me, Mihail Mihailovitch. Stops laughing. We keep chattering away, but what about vodka? Repetatur! Fills three wineglasses. To our good health! They drink and eat a little. Good old red herring is the best sort of snack one can have.
Shabelsky
No, cucumber is better. … The learned men have been busy thinking since the creation of the world, but they have thought of nothing better than salted cucumber. To Pyotr. Pyotr, go and get some more cucumbers and tell the cook to fry us four onion turnovers, and send them hot.
Pyotr goes out.
Lebedyev
Caviar is not bad with vodka either. But you want to use it properly. … You want to take a quarter of a pound of pressed caviar, two spring onions, olive oil, mix it all together … and just a little wee drop of lemon on the top of it, you know. Gorgeous! The very smell of it is stunning.
Borkin
A dish of fried gudgeon is good after vodka too. Only one must know how to fry them. They must be cleaned, then dipped in sifted breadcrumbs and fried till they are dry, so that they crunch in the teeth. … Kroo-kroo-kroo. …
Shabelsky
We had a good dish at Madame Babakin’s yesterday—mushrooms.
Lebedyev
I daresay. …
Shabelsky
Only it was prepared in some special way. You know, with onion and bay leaves and all sorts of condiments. As soon as the cover was taken off there was a steam, a smell … delicious!
Lebedyev
Well, what do you say? Repetatur, gentlemen. They drink. To our good health! Looks at his watch. I am afraid I can’t wait for Nikolay. It’s time I was off. You say you had mushrooms at Madame Babakin’s, and we have not seen a mushroom yet. And just tell me, if you please, why the devil are you so often at Marfa’s?
Shabelsky
Nods towards Borkin. Why, he wants to marry me to her.
Lebedyev
Marry? Why, how old are you?
Shabelsky
Sixty-two.
Lebedyev
The very time to get married. And Marfa is just the match for you.
Borkin
It is not a question of Marfa, but of Marfa’s roubles.
Lebedyev
Anything else! Maria’s roubles! You will be crying for the moon next!
Borkin
When the man is married and has stuffed his pockets, you will see whether it’s crying for the moon! You will envy his luck.
Shabelsky
And you know he is in earnest. This genius is convinced that I’ll do what he tells me and marry her.
Borkin
Why, of course! Aren’t you convinced of it too?
Shabelsky
You are crazy. … When was I convinced? Phew!
Borkin
Thank you. … Thank you very much! So you want to make a fool of me? First, it’s I’ll marry and then I won’t marry. … Who the devil is to make you out? And I have given my word of honour! So you won’t marry her?
Shabelsky
Shrugging his shoulders. He is in earnest! Amazing person!
Borkin
Indignant. In that case what do you want to upset a respectable woman for? She is mad on being a countess, can’t sleep or eat. … Is it a subject to joke about? Is it honest?
Shabelsky
Snapping his fingers. Well, and how if I do play this dirty trick after all? What? Just for mischief? I’ll go and do it! On my word. … It will be fun!
Enter Lvov.
Lebedyev
Doctor, our humble respects! Gives Lvov his hand and sings. Doctor, save me kindly, sir, I am in deadly fear of death!
Lvov
Nikolay Alexeyevitch has not come in yet?
Lebedyev
Why no, I have been waiting for him for more than an hour. Lvov strides impatiently up and down the stage. Well, my dear fellow, how is Anna Petrovna?
Lvov
Very ill.
Lebedyev
Sighs. Can I go and pay her my respects?
Lvov
No, please don’t go. I believe she is asleep … a pause.
Lebedyev
She is a nice, sweet woman sighs. On Sasha’s birthday, when she fainted at our house, I looked at her face and I saw she had not long to live, poor dear. I don’t know why she was taken ill then. I ran up, I looked at her and she was lying pale as death, with Nikolay on his knees beside her as pale as she, and Sasha in tears. Sasha and I went about as though we were dazed for a week after.
Shabelsky
To Lvov. Tell me, honoured votary of science, what learned sage was it discovered that ladies with delicate chests are benefited by the frequent visits of a young doctor? It’s a great discovery, great! To which is it to be ascribed: to the allopaths or the homeopaths?
Lvov is on the point of answering, but with a contemptuous gesture walks away.
Shabelsky
What a withering glance. …
Lebedyev
And what devil sets your tongue wagging? Why did you insult him?
Shabelsky
Irritably. And what does he tell lies for? Consumption, no hope, she is dying. … It’s all lies! I can’t endure it!
Lebedyev
What makes you think he is lying?
Shabelsky
Gets up and walks about. I can’t admit the idea that a living creature should suddenly, apropos of nothing, go and die. Let us drop the subject!
Enter Kossih.
Kossih
Runs in, breathless. Is Nikolay Alexeyevitch at home? Good morning! Rapidly shakes hands with everyone. Is he at home?
Borkin
No; he is out.
Kossih
Sits down and leaps up. If that’s so, goodbye! Drinks a glass of vodka and hurriedly eats something. I’ll go on … I am busy … I am worn out … I can hardly stand up. …
Lebedyev
Where have you dropped from?
Kossih
From Barabanov’s. … We were playing vint all night, and have only just finished. … I am cleaned out. … That Barabanov plays like a cobbler! In a weeping voice. Just listen: all the time I was playing hearts. … Addresses Borkin, who skips
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