with the message. [He hurries out. The other three, too taken aback to stop him, stare after him in the utmost astonishment.]
NARYSHKIN [turning from the door]. She will have him knouted. He is a dead man.
THE PRINCESS DASHKOFF. But what am I to do? I cannot take such an answer to the Empress.
PATIOMKIN. P-P-P-P-P-P-W-W-W-W-W-rrrrrr [a long puff, turning into a growl]! [He spits.] I must kick somebody.
NARYSHKIN [flying precipitately through the central doors]. No, no. Please.
THE PRINCESS DASHKOFF [throwing herself recklessly in front of Patiomkin as he starts in pursuit of the Chamberlain]. Kick me. Disable me. It will be an excuse for not going back to her. Kick me hard.
PATIOMKIN. Yah! [He flings her on the bed and dashes after Naryshkin.]
