Redemption and two other plays

by graf Leo Tolstoy

[Laughs.

Petrístchef (sings). "On their aprons silken threads, little birds with golden heads!"....

Betsy. Happy mortals! And we were yawning at Fofo's.

Petrístchef (continues to sing). "And she promised and she swore, she would ope' her ... her ... her...." how does it go on, Márya Konstantínovna?

Márya Konstantínovna. "Closet door."

Petrístchef. How? What? How, Márya Konstantínovna?

Betsy. Cessez, vous devenez [impossible!] ^[4]

Petrístchef. J'ai cessé, j'ai bébé, [j'ai dédé....]^[5]

Betsy. I see the only way to rid ourselves of your wit is to make you sing! Let us go into Vovo's room, his guitar is there. Come, Márya Konstantínovna, come!

[Exeunt BETSY, MÁRYA KONSTANTÍNOVNA, and PETRÍSTCHEF.