[S-III-3]

(Medvedenko enters. He watches until Masha leaves.)

MED.: Excuse me. I'm interrupting.

TREPLEV: No, you're fine.

(Trigorin appears in the doorway.)

TRIGORIN: I'm looking for one of my books.

(Trigorin will start looking for his book. He'll take books off the shelf and turn to the page, looking for the right one.)

TRIGORIN: I won't be long. Don't mind me.

(Medvedenko cautiously moves into the room. Treplev takes him aside, and they speak quietly as Trigorin continues his search.)

TREPLEV: I'm sorry, Semyou.

MED.: It is not your fault.

TREPLEV: Maybe you should follow her.

MED.: No. She wouldn't like that.

TREPLEV: Perhaps you're wrong. If you showed her-- . . .

MED.: She knows how I feel.

TREPLEV: Whatever you think best. I hope you know that I have no intentions-- . . .

MED.: Of course.

TREPLEV: And I think she does care for you.

MED.: I know. She finally agreed to marry me.

TREPLEV: See there! Congratulations.

MED.: I think she just said it to shut me up.

TREPLEV: You need to show her more confidence.

MED.: Yes, I've heard that.

TREPLEV: Don't give up so easily.

MED.: She knows how you feel?

TREPLEV: Of course. She knows I will never love her.

MED.: Thank you.

TREPLEV: I can only do what's in my heart.

MED.: I know.

TREPLEV: Come, let's find the others.

(He takes Medvedenko's arm, and they leave to the dining room.)

[follow them]

[stay here]