Exeunt, all talking at once—
Leoníd Fyódoritch. I'm only sorry we had no complete {materialisation. But still.... Come, gentlemen, let us go to the drawing-room?
Fat Lady. What specially struck me was when he flapped his wings, and one saw how he rose!
Grossman (to SAHÁTOF). If we had kept to hypnotism, we might have produced a thorough state of epilepsy. The success might have been complete!
Sahátof. It is very interesting, but not entirely convincing. That is all I can say.
[Enter THEODORE IVÁNITCH.
Leoníd Fyódoritch (with paper in his hand). Ah, Theodore, what a remarkable séance we have had! It turns out that the peasants must have the land on their own terms.
Theodore Ivánitch. Dear me!
Leoníd Fyódoritch. Yes, indeed. (Showing paper.) Fancy, this paper that I returned to them, suddenly appeared on the table! I have signed it.
Theodore Ivánitch. How did it get there?