ZOB AND BUBNOFF [together]
“Day and night the wardens
Watch beneath my window . . .”
ANNA. Blows—insults—I’ve had nothing but that all my life long . . .
LUKA. Don’t worry, little mother!
MIEDVIEDIEFF. Look where you’re moving!
BUBNOFF. Oh, yes—that’s right . . .
THE TARTAR [threatening Satine with his fist] You’re trying to palm a card? I’ve seen you—you scoundrel . . .
ZOB. Stop it, Hassan! They’ll skin us anyway . . . come on, Bubnoff!
ANNA. I can’t remember a single day when I didn’t go hungry . . . I’ve been afraid, waking, eating, and sleeping . . . all my life I’ve trembled—afraid I wouldn’t get another bite . . . all my life I’ve been in rags—all through my wretched life—and why . . . ?
LUKA. Yes, yes, child—you’re tired—never you mind!