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Plays by Anton Chekhov, Second Series

Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. What does that matter? You listen when a lady is talking to you! Why are you so angry to-day? Are you in love? [Laughs.] SHIPUCHIN. [To MERCHUTKINA] Excuse me, but what is this? I can’t make head or tail of it. TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. Are you in love? Aha! You’re blushing! SHIPUCHIN. [To his wife] Tanya, dear, do go out into the public office for a moment. I shan’t be long. TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. All right. [Goes out.] SHIPUCHIN. I don’t understand anything of this. You’ve obviously come to the wrong place, madam. Your petition doesn’t concern us at all. You should go to the department in which your husband was employed. MERCHUTKINA. I’ve been there a good many times these five months, and they wouldn’t even look at my petition. I’d given up all hopes, but, thanks to my son-in-law, Boris Matveyitch, I thought of coming to you. “You go, mother,” he says, “and apply to Mr. Shipuchin, he’s an influential man and can do anything.” Help me, your excellency! SHIPUCHIN. We can’t do anything for you, Mrs. Merchutkina. You must understand that your husband, so far as I can gather, was in the employ of the Army Medical Department, while this is a private, commercial concern, a bank. Don’t you understand that? MERCHUTKINA. Your excellency, I can produce a doctor’s certificate of my husband’s illness. Here it is, just look at it.... SHIPUCHIN. [Irritated] That’s all right; I quite believe you, but it’s not our business. [Behind the scene, TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA’S laughter is heard, then a man’s. SHIPUCHIN glances at the door] She’s disturbing the employees. [To MERCHUTKINA] It’s strange and it’s even silly. Surely your husband knows where you ought to apply? MERCHUTKINA. Your excellency, I don’t let him know anything. He just cried out: “It isn’t your business! Get out of this!” And... SHIPUCHIN. Madam, I repeat, your husband was in the employ of the Army Medical Department, and this is a bank, a private, commercial concern. MERCHUTKINA. Yes, yes, yes.... I understand, my dear. In that case, your excellency, just order them to pay me 15 roubles! I don’t mind taking that to be going on with. SHIPUCHIN. [Sighs] Ouf! KHIRIN. Andrey Andreyevitch, I’ll never finish the report at this rate! SHIPUCHIN. One moment. [To MERCHUTKINA] I can’t get any sense out of you. But do understand that your taking this business here is as absurd as if you took a divorce petition to a chemist’s or into a gold assay office. [Knock at the door. The voice of TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA is heard, “Can I come in, Andrey?” SHIPUCHIN shouts] Just wait one minute, dear! [To MERCHUTKINA] What has it got to do with us if you haven’t been paid? As it happens, madam, this is an anniversary to-day, we’re busy... and somebody may be coming here at any moment.... Excuse me.... MERCHUTKINA. Your excellency, have pity on me, an orphan! I’m a weak, defenceless woman.... I’m tired to death.... I’m having trouble with my lodgers, and on account of my husband, and I’ve got the house to look after, and my son-in-law is out of work.... SHIPUCHIN. Mrs. Merchutkina, I... No, excuse me, I can’t talk to you! My head’s even in a whirl.... You are disturbing us and making us waste our time. [Sighs, aside] What a business, as my name’s Shipuchin! [To KHIRIN] Kusma Nicolaievitch, will you please explain to Mrs. Merchutkina. [Waves his hand and goes out into public department.] KHIRIN. [Approaching MERCHUTKINA, angrily] What do you want? MERCHUTKINA. I’m a weak, defenceless woman.... I may look all right, but if you were to take me to pieces you wouldn’t find a single healthy bit in me! I can hardly stand on my legs, and I’ve lost my appetite. I drank my coffee to-day and got no pleasure out of it. KHIRIN. I ask you, what do you want? MERCHUTKINA. Tell them, my dear, to give me 15 roubles, and a month later will do for the rest. KHIRIN. But haven’t you been told perfectly plainly that this is a bank! MERCHUTKINA. Yes, yes.... And if you like I can show you the doctor’s certificate. KHIRIN. Have you got a head on your shoulders, or what? MERCHUTKINA. My dear, I’m asking for what’s mine by law. I don’t want what isn’t mine. KHIRIN. I ask you, madam, have you got a head on your shoulders, or what? Well, devil take me, I haven’t any time to talk to you! I’m busy.... [Points to the door] That way, please! MERCHUTKINA. [Surprised] And where’s the money? KHIRIN. You haven’t a head, but this [Taps the table and then points to his forehead.] MERCHUTKINA. [Offended] What? Well, never mind, never mind.... You can do that to your own wife, but I’m the wife of a civil servant.... You can’t do that to me! KHIRIN. [Losing his temper] Get out of this! MERCHUTKINA. No, no, no... none of that! KHIRIN. If you don’t get out this second, I’ll call for the hall-porter! Get out! [Stamping.] MERCHUTKINA. Never mind, never mind! I’m not afraid! I’ve seen the like of you before! Miser! KHIRIN. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more awful woman in my life.... Ouf! It’s given me a headache.... [Breathing heavily] I tell you once more... do you hear me? If you don’t get out of this, you old devil, I’ll grind you into powder! I’ve got such a character that I’m perfectly capable of laming you for life! I can commit a crime! MERCHUTKINA. I’ve heard barking dogs before. I’m not afraid. I’ve seen the like of you before. KHIRIN. [In despair] I can’t stand it! I’m ill! I can’t! [Sits down at his desk] They’ve let the Bank get filled with women, and I can’t finish my report! I can’t. MERCHUTKINA. I don’t want anybody else’s money, but my own, according to law. You ought to be ashamed of yourself! Sitting in a government office in felt boots.... [Enter SHIPUCHIN and TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA.] TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. [Following her husband] We spent the evening at the Berezhnitskys. Katya was wearing a sky-blue frock of foulard silk, cut low at the neck.... She looks very well with her hair done over her head, and I did her hair myself.... She was perfectly fascinating.... SHIPUCHIN. [Who has had enough of it already] Yes, yes... fascinating.... They may be here any moment.... MERCHUTKINA. Your excellency! SHIPUCHIN. [Dully] What else? What do you want? MERCHUTKINA. Your excellency! [Points to KHIRIN] This man... this man tapped the table with his finger, and then his head.... You told him to look after my affair, but he insults me and says all sorts of things. I’m a weak, defenceless woman.... SHIPUCHIN. All right, madam, I’ll see to it... and take the necessary steps.... Go away now... later on! [Aside] My gout’s coming on! KHIRIN. [In a low tone to SHIPUCHIN] Andrey Andreyevitch, send for the hall-porter and have her turned out neck and crop! What else can we do? SHIPUCHIN. [Frightened] No, no! She’ll kick up a row and we aren’t the only people in the building. MERCHUTKINA. Your excellency. KHIRIN. [In a tearful voice] But I’ve got to finish my report! I won’t have time! I won’t! MERCHUTKINA. Your excellency, when shall I have the money? I want it now. SHIPUCHIN. [Aside, in dismay] A re-mark-ab-ly beastly woman! [Politely] Madam, I’ve already told you, this is a bank, a private, commercial concern. MERCHUTKINA. Be a father to me, your excellency.... If the doctor’s certificate isn’t enough, I can get you another from the police. Tell them to give me the money! SHIPUCHIN. [Panting] Ouf! TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. [To MERCHUTKINA] Mother, haven’t you already been told that you’re disturbing them? What right have you? MERCHUTKINA. Mother, beautiful one, nobody will help me. All I do is to eat and drink, and just now I didn’t enjoy my coffee at all. SHIPUCHIN. [Exhausted] How much do you want? MERCHUTKINA. 24 roubles 36 copecks. SHIPUCHIN. All right! [Takes a 25-rouble note out of his pocket-book and gives it to her] Here are 25 roubles. Take it and... go! [KHIRIN coughs angrily.] MERCHUTKINA. I thank you very humbly, your excellency. [Hides the money.] TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. [Sits by her husband] It’s time I went home.... [Looks at watch] But I haven’t done yet.... I’ll finish in one minute and go away.... What a time we had! Yes, what a time! We went to spend the evening at the Berezhnitskys.... It was all right, quite fun, but nothing in particular.... Katya’s devoted Grendilevsky was there, of course.... Well, I talked to Katya, cried, and induced her to talk to Grendilevsky and refuse him. Well, I thought, everything’s, settled the best possible way; I’ve quieted mamma down, saved Katya, and can be quiet myself.... What do you think? Katya and I were going along the avenue, just before supper, and suddenly... [Excitedly] And suddenly we heard a shot.... No, I can’t talk about it calmly! [Waves her handkerchief] No, I can’t! SHIPUCHIN. [Sighs] Ouf! TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. [Weeps] We ran to the summer-house, and there... there poor Grendilevsky was lying... with a pistol in his hand.... SHIPUCHIN. No, I can’t stand this! I can’t stand it! [To MERCHUTKINA] What else do you want? MERCHUTKINA. Your excellency, can’t my husband go back to his job? TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. [Weeping] He’d shot himself right in the heart... here.... And the poor man had fallen down senseless.... And he was awfully frightened, as he lay there... and asked for a doctor. A doctor came soon... and saved the unhappy man.... MERCHUTKINA. Your excellency, can’t my husband go back to his job? SHIPUCHIN. No, I can’t stand this! [Weeps] I can’t stand it! [Stretches out both his hands in despair to KHIRIN] Drive her away! Drive her away, I implore you! KHIRIN. [Goes up to TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA] Get out of this! SHIPUCHIN. Not her, but this one... this awful woman.... [Points] That one! KHIRIN. [Not understanding, to TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA] Get out of this! [Stamps] Get out! TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. What? What are you doing? Have you taken leave of your senses? SHIPUCHIN. It’s awful? I’m a miserable man! Drive her out! Out with her! KHIRIN. [To TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA] Out of it! I’ll cripple you! I’ll knock you out of shape! I’ll break the law! TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. [Running from him; he chases her] How dare you! You impudent fellow! [Shouts] Andrey! Help! Andrey! [Screams.] SHIPUCHIN. [Chasing them] Stop! I implore you! Not such a noise? Have pity on me! KHIRIN. [Chasing MERCHUTKINA] Out of this! Catch her! Hit her! Cut her into pieces! SHIPUCHIN. [Shouts] Stop! I ask you! I implore you! MERCHUTKINA. Little fathers... little fathers! [Screams] Little fathers!... TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA. [Shouts] Help! Help!... Oh, oh... I’m sick, I’m sick! [Jumps on to a chair, then falls on to the sofa and groans as if in a faint.] KHIRIN. [Chasing MERCHUTKINA] Hit her! Beat her! Cut her to pieces! MERCHUTKINA. Oh, oh... little fathers, it’s all dark before me! Ah! [Falls senseless into SHIPUCHIN’S arms. There is a knock at the door; a VOICE announces THE DEPUTATION] The deputation... reputation... occupation... KHIRIN. [Stamps] Get out of it, devil take me! [Turns up his sleeves] Give her to me: I may break the law! [A deputation of five men enters; they all wear frockcoats. One carries the velvet-covered address, another, the loving-cup. Employees look in at the door, from the public department. TATIANA ALEXEYEVNA on the sofa, and MERCHUTKINA in SHIPUCHIN’S arms are both groaning.] ONE OF THE DEPUTATION. [Reads aloud] “Deeply respected and dear Andrey Andreyevitch! Throwing a retrospective glance at the past history of our financial administration, and reviewing in our minds its gradual development, we receive an extremely satisfactory impression. It is true that in the first period of its existence, the inconsiderable amount of its capital, and the absence of serious operations of any description,