The Storm by Aleksandr Nicolaevich Ostrovsky
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You've hit it, old girl.
KATERINA. Come back quickly, Tihon dear, or mamma will be scolding again. VARVARA. Yes, indeed, you must look sharp, or you'll know what to expect. KABANOV. I should think I do! VARVARA. We've no great desire to get into a row for your sake either. KABANOV. I'll fly. Wait for me! [_Goes_. SCENE VII KATERINA and VARVARA. KATERINA. So you are sorry for me, Varia? |
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