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TÓNYA. And quite right too.
LYÚBA. Music is precious because it seizes us, takes possession of us,
and carries us away from reality. Everything seemed gloomy till you
suddenly began to play, and really it has made everything brighter.
LISA. And Chopin's valses. They are hackneyed, but all the same ...
TÓNYA. This ... [plays].
Enter Nicholas Ivánovich. He greets Borís, Tónya, Styópa, Lisa,
Mitrofán Ermílych and the Priest.
NICHOLAS IVÁNOVICH. Where's mamma?
LYÚBA. I think she's in the nursery.
Styópa calls the Man-servant.
LYÚBA. Papa, how wonderfully Tónya plays! And where have you been?
NICHOLAS IVÁNOVICH. In the village.
Enter servant, Afanásy.
STYÓPA. Bring another samovár.
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