David rises with difficulty and looks into the distance, his weak hands outstretched.
DAVID.
I see, Nullius. My old friend—my old friend, stay here, I beg you—and I shall go to them. Do you know, Nullius....
Confused.
I think that I found a copeck....
Laughs quietly.
I told you, Nullius, to examine that paper. Abraham Khessin, my friend—
Firmly.
Abraham Khessin is my friend....
He sinks down and dies.
Thunder in the distance. It is dark; the sun, red, is seen on the horizon, near the water. It sets.