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MUSICIAN. It's really simple, except the rhythm....
FÉDYA [waves his hand, goes to Másha, and sits down on sofa beside her]
Oh, Másha, Másha! How you do turn me inside-out!
MÁSHA. And how about what I asked you for?
FÉDYA. What? Money?... [Takes some out of his trouser-pocket] Here, take
it!
Másha laughs, takes it, and hides it in her bosom.
FÉDYA [to the gipsies] Who can make it out? She opens heaven for me, and
then asks for money to buy scents with! [To Másha] Why, you don't in the
least understand what you're doing!
MÁSHA. Not understand indeed! I understand that when I am in love, I try
to please my man, and sing all the better.
FÉDYA. Do you love me?
MÁSHA. Looks like it!
FÉDYA. Wonderful! [Kisses her].
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