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STYÓPA. It is surprising how Mitrofán Ermílych and I, though we usually
stand poles asunder, come to the same conclusion: those are my very
words, "not ruin one's own life."
BORÍS. Naturally! You both of you wish to lead a pleasant life, and
therefore want life arranged so as to ensure that pleasant life for you.
[To Styópa] You wish to maintain the present system, while Mitrofán
Ermílych wants to establish a new one.
Lyúba and Tónya whisper together. Tónya goes to the piano and plays
a nocturne by Chopin. General silence.
STYÓPA. That's splendid; that solves everything.
BORÍS. It obscures and postpones everything!
While Tónya is playing, Mary Ivánovna and the Princess enter quietly
and sit down to listen.
Before the end of the nocturne carriage bells are heard outside.
LYÚBA. It is Aunt. [Goes to meet her].
The music continues. Enter Alexándra Ivánovna, Father Gerásim (a
priest with a cross round his neck) and a Notary. All rise.
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