you. I implore you to go. For the sake of our former friendship
do not protest against going. We will talk some other time---

VOITSKI. Our former friendship! Our former---

SONIA. Hush, Uncle Vanya!

SEREBRAKOFF. [To his wife] My darling, don't leave me alone with
him. He will begin to lecture me.

VOITSKI. This is ridiculous.

MARINA comes in carrying a candle.

SONIA. You must go to bed, nurse, it is late.

MARINA. I haven't cleared away the tea things. Can't go to bed
yet.

SEREBRAKOFF. No one can go to bed. They are all worn out, only I
enjoy perfect happiness.

MARINA. [Goes up to SEREBRAKOFF and speaks tenderly] What's the
matter, master? Does it hurt? My own legs are aching too, oh, so
badly. [Arranges his shawl about his legs] You have had this
illness such a long time. Sonia's dead mother used to stay awake
with you too, and wear herself out for you. She loved you dearly.
[A pause] Old people want to be pitied as much as young ones, but
nobody cares about them somehow. [She kisses SEREBRAKOFF'S
shoulder] Come, master, let me give you some linden-tea and warm