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The Storm by Aleksandr Nicolaevich Ostrovsky
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VARVARA (_looking away_).
Of course, I am.

KATERINA.
Then you love me, don't you? (_Kisses her warmly._)

VARVARA.
Love you? Of course.

KATERINA.
Thank you! you are so sweet, I love you dearly. (_Silence_) Do you know
what I'm thinking?

VARVARA.
What?

KATERINA.
What a pity people can't fly!

VARVARA.
I don't know what you mean.

KATERINA.
What a pity people can't fly like birds. Do you know I sometimes fancy I'm
a bird. When one stands on a high hill, one feels a longing to fly. One
would take a little run, throw up one's arms, and fly away! Couldn't we
try it now? (_Makes as though she would run._)

VARVARA.
What will you make up next?
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