The Live Corpse


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SCENE 2  
A plainly furnished room; bed, table, sofa. Fédya alone.  
A knock at the door. A woman's voice outside. Why have you locked  
yourself in, Theodore Vasílyevich? Fédya! Open ...!  
FÉDYA [gets up and unlocks door] That's right! Thank you for coming.  
It's dull, terribly dull!  
MÁSHA. Why didn't you come to us? Been drinking again? Eh, eh! And after  
you'd promised!  
FÉDYA. D'you know, I've no money!  
MÁSHA. And why have I taken it into my head to care for you!  
FÉDYA. Másha!  
MÁSHA. Well, what about "Másha, Másha"? If you were really in love,  
you'd have got a divorce long ago. They themselves asked you to. You say  
you don't love her, but all the same you keep to her! I see you don't  
wish ...  
FÉDYA. But you know why I don't wish!  
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