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The same and SONYA

SONYA: I wonder why the doctor has not come yet. I told Stepan, if the Zemstvo doctor was out, to drive over and fetch the Wood Demon.

SEREBRYAKOV: Of what use is your Wood Demon to me? He understands as much about medicine as I do about astronomy.

SONYA: You don’t want us to call in the whole medical faculty to treat your gout?

SEREBRYAKOV: I am not even going to talk to that crazy fellow.

SONYA: Just as you please. (Sitting down.) I don’t mind.

SEREBRYAKOV: What’s the time now?

ELENA ANDREYEVNA: Not yet tWO.

SEREBRYAKOV: It’s stifling here… Sonya, give me the medicine on the table.

SONYA: Certainly. (Handing him the medicine.)

SEREBRYAKOV (irritably): Ah, not this one. It’s no use asking for anything!

SONYA: Please, don’t be capricious! Some may like it, but pray spare me. I don’t like it.

SEREBRYAKOV: That girl has an impossible character. Why are you cross?

SONYA: And why do you speak in such a mournful tone! Anyone might think that you are actually unhappy. Yet there are very few people as happy as you are.

SEREBRYAKOV: Just so, of course I I am very, very it PRY.

SONYA: Certainly, you’re happy… And if you uve gout, you know perfectly well that the attack will pass by the morning. Why grieve then? Why make a fuss?

Enter VOYNITSKY in a dressing-gown, with a candle.