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boys！ ＇To IVANITCH＇ Let us go and get dressed。 I'm not old！ All
that is foolishness； nonsense！ ＇laughs gaily＇ What are you crying
for？ You poor old granny； you； what's the matter now？ This won't
do！ There； there； this won't do at all！ Come； come； old man；
don't stare so！ What makes you stare like that？ There； there！
＇Embraces him in tears＇ Don't cry！ Where there is art and genius
there can never be such things as old age or loneliness or
sickness 。 。 。 and death itself is half 。 。 。 ＇Weeps＇ No； no；
Nikitushka！ It is all over for us now！ What sort of a genius am
I？ I'm like a squeezed lemon； a cracked bottle； and youyou are
the old rat of the theatre 。 。 。 a prompter！ Come on！ ＇They go＇
I'm no genius； I'm only fit to be in the suite of Fortinbras； and
even for that I am too old。。。。 Yes。。。。 Do you remember those
lines from Othello； Nikitushka？
〃Farewell the tranquil mind！ Farewell content！
Farewell the plumed troops and the big wars
That make ambition virtue！ O farewell！
Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump；
The spirit…stirring drum； the ear…piercing fife；
The royal banner； and all quality；
Pride； pomp and circumstance of glorious war！〃
IVANITCH。 Oh！ You're a genius； a genius！
SVIETLOVIDOFF。 And again this：
〃Away！ the moor is dark beneath the moon；
Rapid clouds have drunk the last pale beam of even：
Away！ the gathering winds will call the darkness soon；
And profoundest midnight shroud the serene lights of heaven。〃
They go out together； the curtain falls slowly。
End