PETRÍSTCHEF. I have only one fear, and that is that Vovo may be moved by the spirit to grunt like a pig!
VASÍLY LEONÍDITCH. Would you like me to? I will …
LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. Gentlemen! Silence, if you please!
Silence. Simon licks the matches on his fingers and rubs his knuckles with them.
LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. A light! Do you see the light?
SAHÁTOF. A light? Yes, yes, I see; but allow me …
FAT LADY. Where? Where? Oh dear, I did not see it! Ah, there it is. Oh!…
PROFESSOR [whispers to Leoníd Fyódoritch, and points to Grossman, who is moving] Do you notice how he vibrates? It is the dual influence. [The light appears again].
LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH [to the Professor] It must be he—you know!
SAHÁTOF. Who?