[Vasil retreats to table, rear. Enter Korelenko in great agitation]
Kore. Yaltowa is on fire! We are one night too late! They must have heard——
Adr. On fire? Now?
Kore. I waited with Gregorief at Breshloff's, the others went on to Yaltowa, where——
Adr. You waited for Petrizoff?
Kore. This ball was only to cover their scheme——
Adr. You waited with Gregorief for Petrizoff?
Kore. He will pass through the village about four o'clock.
Adr. But now—O, you are saved from that thing!