Ivanoff. [Stifled with rage] For heaven’s sake, be quiet! I can’t answer for what I may do! I am choking with rage, and I—I might insult you!
Anna. I am not the only one whom you have basely deceived. You have always blamed Borkin for all your dishonest tricks, but now I know whose they are.
Ivanoff. Sarah, stop at once and go away, or else I shall say something terrible. I long to say a dreadful, cruel thing. [He shrieks] Hold your tongue, Jewess!
Anna. I won’t hold my tongue! You have deceived me too long for me to be silent now.
Ivanoff. So you won’t be quiet? [He struggles with himself] Go, for heaven’s sake!
Anna. Go now, and betray Sasha!
Ivanoff. Know then that you—are dying! The doctor told me that you are dying.
Anna. [Sits down and speaks in a low voice] When did he say so?
Ivanoff. [Clutches his head with both hands] Oh, how guilty I am—how guilty!
The curtain falls.
About a year passes between the third and fourth acts.
