FÉDYA [laughs] An ovation!… “Victor, my Lord! Son of Michael!” …
Gipsies sing a song of greeting and laudation.
KARÉNIN [listens in confusion then asks] How much shall I give them?
FÉDYA. Well, give them twenty-five roubles.[7]
Karénin gives the money.
FÉDYA. Splendid! And now, “The Flax!”
Gipsies sing.
FÉDYA [looks round] Karénin's bunked!… Well, devil take him!
Gipsy group breaks up.
FÉDYA [sits down by Másha] Do you know who that was?