NÁDYA. What fellows you men are! You get sick of things in no time. But I, you see, am ready to sit out the whole night, to look at you, without lowering my eyes. It seems as if I should forget the whole world!
Tears start in her eyes, she bends her head, and then looks at LEONÍD fixedly and musingly.
LEONÍD. Now it would be nice to go rowing; it is warm, the moon is shining.
NÁDYA. [Absently and almost mechanically] What is it, sir?
LEONÍD. To go rowing; I should row you out to the little island. It is so pleasant there, on the island. Well, let's go. [He takes her by the hand.
NÁDYA. [In a revery] Where, sir?
LEONÍD. Where, where? I told you; didn't you hear me?
NÁDYA. Oh, forgive me, dearest master. I was thinking and didn't hear anything. Dearest master, forgive me!
[She lays her head upon his shoulder.
LEONÍD. I say, let's go to the island.