FÉDYA. Well then, listen, Sásha.… It's true that I am her husband and the father of her child, but I am—superfluous! Wait, wait—don't reply.… You think I'm jealous? Not at all! In the first place, I have no right; secondly, I have no cause. Victor Karénin is her old friend and mine too. He loves her, and she him.
SÁSHA. No!
FÉDYA. She does—as an honest, moral woman can, who does not allow herself to love anyone but her husband. But she loves, and will love him when this obstacle [points to himself] is removed; and I will remove it, and they shall be happy! [His voice trembles].
SÁSHA. Fédya, don't talk like that!
FÉDYA. Why, you know very well that it's true! And I shall be glad of their happiness, and it's the best I can do. I shall not return, but shall give them their freedom.… Tell them so.… Don't answer—and good-bye!
Kisses her on the forehead, and opens the door for her.
SÁSHA. Fédya—you are wonderful!
FÉDYA. Good-bye, good-bye!… [Exit Sásha].
FÉDYA. Yes, yes.… That's the thing … that's the thing!… [Rings].