Ivanov Read Free

as if the horses have been brought round. I have to go and get changed . . .
    He goes towards the house and stops.
    You don’t like me, Doctor, and you don’t bother to hide it. I respect you for that.
    He goes indoors.
    Lvov ( aside )Oh, damn my cowardice! I had another chance to tell that charlatan to his face he’s a selfish, despicable hypocrite, and I didn’t take it! I can’t keep my wits when I talk to him – I hardly get a word out before something in here – ( Indicates his chest. ) – stops my breath. I’m churning inside, my tongue sticks to the roofof my mouth . . . There he goes – off out again when his wretched wife’s only comfort is to have him by her – he says he can’t stay – he’s suffocating here, you see, can’t stay in even for one night – he’d put a bullet through his head just to relieve the monotony. Poor devil, he needs his freedom, doesn’t he? – freedom to find another way to torture her. Oh, I know why he goes to Lebedev’s every evening – don’t think I don’t!
    Ivanov, in hat and coat, comes out of the house with Shabelsky and Anna.
    Shabelsky Really, Nicolas, it’s inhuman of you. We go to bed at eight o’clock out of sheer boredom. It’s monstrous – it’s no life! Why should you be allowed to go out and not us?
    Anna Oh, leave him be, let him go.
    Ivanov ( to Anna )How could you go anyway? – You’re a sick woman, you’re not allowed outdoors after the sun’s gone down. Ask the doctor. You’re not a child, Anyuta, act your age. ( To Shabelsky. )And why do you want to go to the Lebedevs?
    Shabelsky I’d go to hell on a crocodile – anything rather than stay here. ( Shouts. )I’m bored! I’m stupid with boredom! You leave me at home so your bored wife isn’t bored on her own, and I’m boring her to death.
    Anna Leave him alone – let him go if he wants to go and enjoy himself.
    Ivanov Don’t say that – you know I’m not going there to enjoy myself. I have to talk to them about the money Iowe.
    Anna Idon’t know why you’re bothering to make excuses. Off you go! No one’s stopping you.
    Ivanov Can we not squabble like this? There’s no need.
    Shabelsky ( in a tearful voice )Nicolas, my dear boy, I beg you, take me with you! I just want to give those frauds and fools a look-over, it might even be amusing. I haven’t been out since Easter!
    Ivanov ( irritated )Oh, come on then! I’m so tired of this.
    Shabelsky Can Ireally? Oh, merci, merci beaucoup. Can I wear your panama?
    Ivanov As long as you’re quick.
    Shabelsky runs into the house.
    I’m sick of the lot of you! Oh God, what an awful thing to say! It’s not how I used to talk to you. I’m sorry, Anna. I won’t be back late.
    Anna Kolya . . . please, darling – don’t go out!
    Ivanov ( agitated )My sweet love, my poor unhappy darling, I implore you, don’t stop me going out in the evenings. I know it’s unfair, but let me anyway! – I can’t bear being here. The moment the sun goes down, I’m in misery. Don’t ask me why. I’ve no idea. Honest to God, I don’t know why. It’s misery at home, misery at the Lebedevs, misery when I get back – and so on all night long – I don’t know what to do.
    Anna Then you might as well stay at home, Kolya. We’ll talk . . . like we used to – have supper together, read . . . That old moaner and I have learned lots of new duets for you . . . ( Puts her arms around him. )Do stay!
    Pause.
    I don’t understand you. You’ve been like this for a whole year now. Why did you change?
    Ivanov Idon’t know . . . I don’t know . . .
    Anna Why don’t you want me to come with you any more?
    Ivanov I’ll tell you why if you really want to know. It’s terrible but better said. When I get into one of my states, I begin to stop loving you. I’m in such misery I have to get away even from you. I have to get away from this house.
    Anna I know something about misery, Nikolay. Let me tell you, Kolya – what you have to do is be the way you