Leoníd Fyódoritch. No, there's nothing to be afraid of. (Aside.) That's capital! Kaptchítch can't come, so we will test him to-night.... (To TÁNYA.) No, my dear, don't be afraid, he will be a good husband and ... that is only a kind of special power, and every one has it, only in some it is weaker and in others stronger.
Tánya. Thank you, sir. Now I shan't think any more about it; but I was so frightened.... What a thing it is, our want of education!
Leoníd Fyódoritch. No, no, don't be frightened.... Theodore!
[Enter THEODORE IVÁNITCH.
Leoníd Fyódoritch. I am going out now. Get everything ready for to-night's séance.
Theodore Ivánitch. But Mr. Kaptchítch is not coming.
Leoníd Fyódoritch. That does not matter. (Puts on overcoat.) We shall have a trial séance with our own medium.
[Exit. THEODORE IVÁNITCH goes out with him.
Tánya (alone). He believes it! He believes it! (Shrieks and jumps with joy.) He really believes it! Isn't it wonderful! (Shrieks.) Now I'll do it, if only Simon has pluck for it!
[THEODORE IVÁNITCH returns.