[IV-2]

[Chekhov]

(Treplev and Polina enter the study.)

MASHA: What's that for, mama?

POLINA: Now he wants his bed made here.

MASHA: Let me do it.

(She begins making a bed on the sofa.)

POLINA: Old men are like children.

(She notices a manuscript on the desk and peeks at it.)

MED.: I'd better be going. Goodbye, Masha. (He kisses his wife's hand.) Goodbye, mother. (He tries to kiss his mother-in-law's hand but Polina pulls it away.)

POLINA: Just go if you're going.

MED.: Goodbye, Konstantin.

(Treplev silently offers his hand, and Medvedenko leaves.)

[follow Medvedenko]

[stay here]