The Waltz of Th Edogs

This historic book may have numerous typos or missing text. Not indexed. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1922. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... ACT IV The same scene. Night. Elizabeth, Carl and Feklusha are in the room. Elizabeth I should like to see the other rooms. Would it be right? I don't know. Carl Why not? Look around, if it gives you pleasure. You needn't pay any attention to Feklusha. We are friends now. But how fat I am getting, Liza--have you noticed it? Elizabeth Yes. Carl It's almost indecent. I gained another pound last week, in spite of my exercise and horseback riding. I'll have to get a masseur. Mr. Feklusha, what do you do in order to be so thin? You will soon look like an Indian fakir. Feklusha What? Yes. I have grown very thin. Carl How much do you weigh? Feklusha What? I don't know, I have never weighed myself. Carl Liza, don't you think our friend Feklusha looks like a lunatic who has escaped from an asylum? But why don't you look at the other rooms, Liza? Go. We will chat here. What are you looking at? Ellzabeth Carl, is it possible that eighteen months have passed since we were here? Look--the same music. Carl Yes, Henry is conservative. I suppose eighteen months have passed--I don't know. But Liza, I don't understand the charms of these heartrending recollections. In this respect I am a European. The Russians don't live, they only remember something--and whatever they say or whatever they yrite, is always like a recollection. Ellzabeth And Henry? Carl Henry? I must say that I hardly know my brother Henry. Still, I am convinced that if he came in now, he would drive both of us out--notwithstanding the charms of your recollections. Make haste, my dear. Feklusha He won't be here so soon. I know his habits. Carl So much the better. I wouldn't like to quarrel with Henry. Ellzabeth My husband is dead, and my child is dead, but here nothing has changed. There will be the head of ...