[LR-I-2]

[Deemer]

(Irina enters.)

IRINA: Kostya is sulking. Why can't I keep my big mouth shut?

TRIGORIN: Beginning writers are overly sensitive. If he wasn't upset by you, it would've been something else.

IRINA: You're trying to make me feel better, dear man. Keep talking that way.

(Polina enters with a tray of cakes.)

[continue]