The Live Corpse


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me! [Cries].  
FÉDYA. Másha, dearest! I meant to do it for the best.  
MÁSHA. Best for yourself!  
FÉDYA [smiles] How's that, when I meant to kill myself?  
MÁSHA. Of course, best for yourself! But what is it you want? Tell me.  
FÉDYA. What I want? I want a great deal.  
MÁSHA. Well, what? What?  
FÉDYA. First of all, to keep my promise. That is the first thing, and  
quite sufficient. To lie, and do all the dirty work necessary to get a  
divorce ... I can't!  
MÁSHA. Granted that it's horrid--I myself ...  
FÉDYA. Next, they must really be free--my wife and he. After all, they  
are good people; and why should they suffer? That's the second thing.  
MÁSHA. Well, there isn't much good in her, if she's thrown you over.  
FÉDYA. She didn't--I threw her over.  
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