fortable position. He is choking me. See what Grossmann is doing. Now you must be as attentive as possible.
Leoníd Fédorovich. Something has fallen on the table.
Professor. See what it is.
Leoníd Fédorovich. A paper! A folded sheet of paper! (Tánya throws a pocket inkstand on the table.)
Leoníd Fédorovich. An inkstand!
Leoníd Fédorovich. A pen!
Professor (out of breath). Excuse me, this is an absolutely new phenomenon. Not the elicited mediumistic energy is here at work, but the medium himself. Open the inkstand, and put the pen on the paper! He will write.
Leoníd Fédorovich. He has struck my head! (Looking at the table.) The pen is not writing yet, and the paper is folded.
Professor. See what kind of paper it is, and be quick about it! Apparently a double force, his and Grossmann's, is producing the perturbations.
Leoníd Fédorovich (goes out with the paper, and immediately returns). Extraordinary! This paper is a contract with the peasants, which I declined this morning to sign, and which I gave back to the peasants. Apparently he wants me to sign it.
Professor. Of course! Of course! You ask him!
Leoníd Fédorovich. Nicholas! Shall I do so?
Professor. Do you hear? There is no doubt about it!
