"Day and night the wardens
Watch beneath my window . . ."
ANNA. Blows--insults--I've had nothing but that all my life long . . .
LUKA. Don't worry, little mother!
MIEDVIEDIEFF. Look where you're moving!
BUBNOFF. Oh, yes--that's right . . .
THE TARTAR [_threatening Satine with his fist_] You're trying to palm
a card? I've seen you--you scoundrel . . .
ZOB. Stop it, Hassan! They'll skin us anyway . . . come on, Bubnoff!
ANNA. I can't remember a single day when I didn't go hungry . . . I've
been afraid, waking, eating, and sleeping . . . all my life I've
trembled--afraid I wouldn't get another bite . . . all my life I've
been in rags--all through my wretched life--and why . . . ?
LUKA. Yes, yes, child--you're tired--never you mind!
THE ACTOR [_to Zob_] Play the Jack--the Jack, devil take you!
THE BARON. And we play the King!
KLESHTCH. They always win.
SATINE. Such is our habit.
MIEDVIEDIEFF. I have the Queen!
BUBNOFF. And so have I!
ANNA. I'm dying . . .
KLESHTCH. Look, look! Prince, throw up the game--throw it up, I tell
you!
THE ACTOR. Can't he play without your assistance?
THE BARON. Look out, Andrushka, or I'll beat the life out of you!
THE TARTAR. Deal once more--the pitcher went after water--and got
broke--and so did I!
[_Kleshtch shakes his head and crosses to Bubnoff._]
ANNA. I keep on thinking--is it possible that I'll suffer in the other
world as I did in this--is it possible? There, too?
LUKA. Nothing of the sort! Don't you disturb yourself! You'll rest
there . . . be patient. We all suffer, dear, each in our own way.
. . . [_Rises and goes quickly into kitchen_]