The Live Corpse
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Protasov's flat in Moscow. The scene represents a small dining-room.
Anna Pavlovna, a stout grey-haired lady, tightly laced, is sitting alone at the tea-table on which is a samovar. Enter nurse, carrying a teapot.
NURSE. May I have a little hot water, ma'am?
ANNA PAVLOVNA. Yes. How's Baby?
NURSE. He's restless.? There's nothing worse than for a lady to nurse her baby herself! She has her troubles,...
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Protasov's flat in Moscow. The scene represents a small dining-room.
Anna Pavlovna, a stout grey-haired lady, tightly laced, is sitting alone at the tea-table on which is a samovar. Enter nurse, carrying a teapot.
NURSE. May I have a little hot water, ma'am?
ANNA PAVLOVNA. Yes. How's Baby?
NURSE. He's restless.? There's nothing worse than for a lady to nurse her baby herself! She has her troubles,...
Weiterlesen
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