[A room which is still called thenursery. One of the doors leads intoANYA‘S room. It is close on sunrise. Itis May.
I don‘tknow what she‘ll be like now.... She‘s agood sort an easy, simple person. Iremember when I was a boy of fifteen,my father, who is dead
LOPAKHIN [Listens] No.... They‘vegot to collect their luggage and so on....[Pause] Lubov Andreyevna has beenliving abroad for five years;
and the temptingthought of a swift, fleeting love affair,a romance with an unknown woman,whose name he did not know,suddenly took possession of him.
who would themselves have been gladto sin if they had been able; but whenthe lady sat down at the next tablethree paces from him, he rememberedthese tales of easy conquests, of tripsto the mountains
