Eh? Kiss whom? [They kiss] Very nice, too. Excuse me, what’s it all about? Oh, now I understand ... my heart... stars... I’m happy. Natalya Stepanovna... [Kisses her hand] My foot’s gone to sleep
Slayt: 2
What a weight off my shoulders, ouf!
Slayt: 3
Well, that’s a way to start your family bliss! Have some champagne!
Champagne! Champagne!
CURTAIN
Slayt: 4
He’s dead. Ivan Vassilevitch! Ivan Vassilevitch! What have you done to me? He’s dead. A doctor, a doctor!
I’m sick! I can’t breathe! Air!
Slayt: 5
He’s dead... dead!
Slayt: 6
I see stars... mist... where am I?
He’s alive... Yes, yes, I’m willing.
Slayt: 0
Oh! What is it? What’s the matter?
Who’s dead? So he is! My word! Water! A doctor! Drink this! No, he doesn’t drink. It means he’s dead, and all that. I’m the most unhappy of men! Why don’t I put a bullet into my brain? Why haven’t I cut my throat yet? What am I waiting for? Give me a knife! Give me a pistol! He seems to be coming round. Drink some water! That’s right.
Hurry up and get married and — well, to the devil with you! She’s willing! She’s willing and all that. I give you my blessing and so on. Only leave me in peace!
Eh? What? To whom?
She’s willing! Well? Kiss and be damned to you!
I... I’m happy too...
But, still you will admit now that Guess is worse than Squeezer..