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CHUBUKOV NEIGHBOUR LOMOV ENTERS THE HOUSE
HI CHUBUKOV ....ONLY YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CAN HELP ME
He must have come here to borrow money
I HAVE COME HERE TO ASK THE HAND OF YOUR DAUGHTER
AFTER SOMETIME
OH WOW I WAS HOPING FOR A GOOD MAN AND ARE HERE. WAIT I WILL CALL NATALYA RIGHT AWAY
Thank god he went .That blind hen, that turnip -ghost has the cofounded cheek to make a proposal , and so on
DUE To PALPITATION Lomov exists the house
To propose? To me? Why didn't you Pull me so before?
Quick!Fetch him, I'm Sick!
After all that we have done for her! I'll just shoot myself ! Just hang myself
OKAY . THE PEASANTS OF YOUR FATHERS GRANDFATHER USED TO BAKE BRICK FOR MY AUNTS GRANDMOTHER WISHING TO MAKE THEM A PLEASANT
I can’t make head or tail of all this about aunts and grandfathers and grandmothers. The Meadows are ours,that’s all.
He’s dead! Ivan Vassilevitch! IWhat have you done to me? He’s dead. A doctor, a doctor!
Now Chubukov calls Lomov back, after which him and Natalya a have a pleasant fight concerning dogs after which lomov dies
Oh Dear! Why haven’t I cut my throat yet? What am I waiting for? Give me a knife! Give me a pistol!