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LYÚBA. It may be well; but when will they set him free?
BORÍS. No one knows. I do not think of the future. The present is so
good, and you can make it still better.
Enter the Princess, his mother.
PRINCESS. I can wait no longer! [To Nicholas Ivánovich] Well, have you
persuaded him? Does he agree? Bórya, my darling, you understand, don't
you, what I suffer? For thirty years I have lived but for you; rearing
you, rejoicing in you. And now when everything has been done and is
complete--you suddenly renounce everything. Prison and disgrace! Oh no!
Bórya!
BORÍS. Mamma! Listen to me.
PRINCESS [to Nicholas Ivánovich] Why do you say nothing? You have ruined
him, it is for you to persuade him. It's all very well for you! Lyúba,
do speak to him!
LYÚBA. I cannot!
BORÍS. Mamma, do understand that there are things that are as impossible
as flying; and I cannot serve in the army.
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