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THE SEA-GULL
ACT II

we mustn’t praise her too much; we shall spoil her. Where is Trigorin?

Nina. He is fishing off the wharf.

Arkadina. I wonder he isn’t bored.

[She begins to read again.

Nina. What are you reading?

Arkadina. “On the Water,” by Maupassant. [She reads a few lines to herself] But the rest is neither true nor interesting. [She lays down the book] I am uneasy about my son. Tell me, what is the matter with him? Why is he so dull and depressed lately? He spends all his days on the lake, and I scarcely ever see him any more.

Masha. His heart is heavy. [Timidly, to Nina] Please re- cite something from his play.

Nina. [Shrugging her shoulders] Shall I? Is it so interesting?

Masha. [With suppressed rapture] When he recites, his eyes shine and his face grows pale. His voice is beautiful and sad, and he has the ways of a poet.

Sorin begins to snore.

Dorn. Pleasant dreams!

Arkadina. Peter!

Sorin. Eh?

Arkadina. Are you asleep?

Sorin. Not a bit of it. [A pause.

Arkadina. You don’t do a thing for your health, brother, but you really ought to.

Dorn. The idea of doing anything for one’s health at sixty-five!

Sorin. One still wants to live at sixty-five.

Dorn. [Crossly] Ho! Take some camomile tea.

Arkadina. I think a journey to some watering-place would be good for him.