Lisa. You will live. You must live.
Fédya. No—no—— Good-bye—— (He seems to smile, then he mutters just under his breath.) Masha.
[In the distance the gypsies are heard singing "No More at Evening." They sing until the curtain.
You're too late——
[Suddenly he raises his head from LISA'S knees, and barely utters as if he saw something in front of him.
Ah.... Happiness!...
[His head falls from LISA'S knees to the ground. She still clings to it, in grief and horror. He dies.
[The lights dim and out.
CURTAIN