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figures burnt out in it. That case was made exactly a hundred years ago. What do you think of that? What? We could celebrate its jubilee. It hasn't a soul of its own, but still, say what you will, it's a fine bookcase. PISCHIN. [Astonished] A hundred years.... Think of that! GAEV. Yes... it's a real thing. [Handling it] My dear and honoured case! I congratulate you on your existence, which has already for more than a hundred years been directed towards the bright ideals of good and justice; your silent call to productive labour has not grown less in the hundred years [Weeping] during which you have upheld virtue and faith in a better future to the generations of our race, educating us up to ideals of goodness and to the knowledge of a common consciousness. [Pause.] LOPAKHIN. Yes.... LUBOV. You're just the same as ever, Leon. GAEV. [A little confused] Off the white on the right, into the corner pocket. Red ball goes into the middle pocket! LOPAKHIN. [Looks at his watch] It's time I went. YASHA. [Giving LUBOV ANDREYEVNA her medicine] Will you take your pills now? PISCHIN. You oughtn't to take medicines, dear madam; they do you neither harm nor good.... Give them here, dear madam. [Takes the pills, turns them out into the palm of his hand, blows on them, puts them into his mouth, and drinks some kvass] There! LUBOV. [Frightened] You're off your head! PISCHIN. I've taken all the pills. LOPAKHIN. Gormandizer! [All laugh.] FIERS. They were here in Easter week and ate half a pailful of cucumbers.... [Mumbles.] LUBOV. What's he driving at? VARYA. He's been mumbling away for three years. We're used to that. YASHA. Senile decay. [CHARLOTTA IVANOVNA crosses the stage, dressed in white: she is very thin and tightly laced; has a lorgnette at her waist.] LOPAKHIN. Excuse me, Charlotta Ivanovna, I haven't said "How do you do" to you yet. [Tries to kiss her hand.] CHARLOTTA. [Takes her hand away] If you let people kiss your hand, then they'll want your elbow, then your shoulder, and then... LOPAKHIN. My luck's out to-day! [All laugh] Show us a trick, Charlotta Ivanovna! LUBOV ANDREYEVNA. Charlotta, do us a trick. CHARLOTTA. It's not necessary. I want to go to bed. [Exit.] LOPAKHIN. We shall see each other in three weeks. [Kisses LUBOV ANDREYEVNA'S hand] Now, good-bye. It's time to go. [To GAEV] See you again. [Kisses PISCHIN] Au revoir. [Gives his hand to VARYA, then to FIERS and to Y
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