Enter Vasíly Leoníditch and Petrístchef from Vasíly Leoníditch's room, smoking cigarettes.
PETRÍSTCHEF. Come along then, only I must take Koko—Cocoanut, with me.
VASÍLY LEONÍDITCH. Your Koko is a regular dolt; I can't bear him. A hare-brained fellow, a regular gad-about! Without any kind of occupation, eternally loafing around! Eh, what?
PETRÍSTCHEF. Well, anyhow, wait a bit, I must say good-bye.
VASÍLY LEONÍDITCH. All right. And I will go and look at my dogs in the coachman's room. I've got a dog there that's so savage, the coachman said, he nearly ate him.
PETRÍSTCHEF. Who ate whom? Did the coachman really eat the dog?
VASÍLY LEONÍDITCH. You are always at it! [Puts on outdoor things and goes out].
PETRÍSTCHEF [thoughtfully] Ma-kin-tosh, Co-co-tin.… Let's see. [Goes upstairs].
Jacob runs across the stage.
THEODORE IVÁNITCH. What's the matter?