Kore. I thought you wished it.
Greg. I did, when I believed the man there was human.
Kore. He is. The most human of us all. You don't know him. Adrian, you see that all depends upon you——
Adr. [Waving him away] Begone—all of you!
Manl. Come! God gave us good right arms. We need not wait for Lavrov's.
Kore. But can we do without the Social Democrats?
Greg. Yes! We have the others. Come to Breshloff's!
[All go except Korelenko, who lingers in the door. Adrian sits exhausted on bench before loom]
Adr. Sasha?
Kore. [Turning back quickly] Well?