Leoníd Fyódoritch. An inkstand!
[TÁNYA throws a pen.
Leoníd Fyódoritch. A pen!
[SIMON roars and squeezes.
Professor (crushed). Wait a bit, wait: a totally new manifestation! The action proceeding not from the mediumistic energy produced, but from the medium himself! However, open the inkstand, and put the pen on the table, and he will write!
[TÁNYA goes behind LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH and strikes him on the head with the guitar.
Leoníd Fyódoritch. He has struck me on the head! (Examining table.) The pen is not writing yet and the paper remains folded.
Professor. See what the paper is, and quickly; evidently the dual influence—his and Grossman's—has produced a perturbation!
Leoníd Fyódoritch (goes out and returns at once). Extraordinary! This paper is an agreement with some peasants that I refused to sign this morning and returned to the peasants. Probably he wants me to sign it?
Professor. Of course! Of course! But ask him.