He kisses her. VOITSKI comes in carrying a bunch of roses, and
stops in the doorway.

HELENA. [Without seeing VOITSKI] Have
pity! Leave me, [lays her head on ASTROFF'S shoulder] Don't!
[She tries to break away from him.]

ASTROFF. [Holding her by the waist] Be in the forest tomorrow at
two o'clock. Will you? Will you?

HELENA. [Sees VOITSKI] Let me go! [Goes to the window deeply
embarrassed] This is appalling!

VOITSKI. [Throws the flowers on a chair, and speaks in great
excitement, wiping his face with his handkerchief] Nothing--yes,
yes, nothing.

ASTROFF. The weather is fine to-day, my dear Ivan; the morning
was overcast and looked like rain, but now the sun is shining
again. Honestly, we have had a very fine autumn, and the wheat is
looking fairly well. [Puts his map back into the portfolio] But
the days are growing short.

HELENA. [Goes quickly up to VOITSKI] You must do your best; you
must use all your power to get my husband and myself away from
here to-day! Do you hear? I say, this very day!

VOITSKI. [Wiping his face] Oh! Ah! Oh! All right! I--Helena, I
saw everything!