[CHEBUTIKIN comes in.]
MASHA. They’re going. Well, well.... Bon voyage! [To her husband] We must be going home.... Where’s my coat and hat?
KULIGIN. I took them in... I’ll bring them, in a moment.
OLGA. Yes, now we can all go home. It’s time.
CHEBUTIKIN. Olga Sergeyevna!
OLGA. What is it? [Pause] What is it?
CHEBUTIKIN. Nothing... I don’t know how to tell you.... [Whispers to her.]
OLGA. [Frightened] It can’t be true!
CHEBUTIKIN. Yes... such a story... I’m tired out, exhausted, I won’t say any more.... [Sadly] Still, it’s all the same!
MASHA. What’s happened?