SCENE II
A room at the gypsies', dark but beautifully lit. The actual room is scarcely seen, and although at first it appears squalid, there are flaring touches of Byzantine luxury. Gypsies are singing. FÉDYA is lying on the sofa, his eyes closed, coat off. An OFFICER sits at the table, on which there are bottles of champagne and glasses. Beside him sits a musician taking down the song.
Afrémov (standing L. U.). Asleep?
Fédya (on couch L. Raising his hand warningly). Sh! Don't talk! Now let's have "No More at Evening."
Gypsy Leader. Impossible, Fedor Protosov. Masha must have her solo first.
Fédya. Afterwards. Now let's have "No More at Evening."
[Gypsies sing.
Gypsy Woman (R. C., when they finish singing, turning to Musician who is sitting at table R., with his back to audience). Have you got it?
Musician. It's impossible to take it down correctly. They change the tune each time, and they seem to have a different scale, too. (He calls a gypsy woman.) Is this it?
[He hums a bar or two.