[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.)