[Deemer]
(After Treplev leaves:)
ILYA: I don't see how he missed.
MED.: He didn't really want to die.
ILYA: He sure made a mess of it if he did.
MED.: Maybe he thought Nina would realize how much he loved her and come to him.
ILYA: If he did, he's a fool.
MED.: Love makes us all fools.
ILYA: Only if you let a woman get under your skin.
MED.: It's hard for me to hide my feelings.
ILYA: Try, for God's sake! You walk around wearing "devotion" on your sleeve. You think I don't know how you feel about Masha? But what does she see when she looks at you? A man? Or a slobbering dog?
(Medvedenko is quiet.)
ILYA: Semyou, isn't there something you want to ask me?
MED.: (weakly) No, I don't thank so.
(Relief, to change the subject:)
MED.: Your wife is coming this way. If you'll excuse me.
ILYA: You don't have to run off.
MED.: Give my best to Polina.
ILYA: (after him, quietly) Simpering dog . . .
(He waits for Polina to arrive.)