(GREGORY
suddenly
draws a dagger; all give way
before him; he dashes through the window.
before him; he dashes through the window.
Pushkin - Boris Gudonov
I have not read for a long time
and I make it out badly, but I shall manage to make it
out, as it's a hanging matter. (Spells it out. ) "And his
age twenty. " Why, brother, where does it say fifty? --
Do you see--twenty?
2ND OFFICER. Yes, I remember, twenty; even so it was
told us.
1ST OFFICER. (To GREGORY. ) Then, evidently, you like a
joke, brother.
(During the reading GREGORY stands with downcast
head, and his hand in his breast. )
VARLAAM. (Continues. ) "And in stature he is small, chest
broad, one arm shorter than the other, blue eyes, red
hair, a wart on his cheek, another on his forehead. "
Then is it not you, my friend?
(GREGORY suddenly draws a dagger; all give way
before him; he dashes through the window. )
OFFICERS. Hold him! Hold him!
(All run out in disorder. )
MOSCOW. SHUISKY'S HOUSE
SHUISKY. A number of Guests. Supper
SHUISKY. More wine! Now, my dear guests.
(He rises; all rise after him. )
The final draught!
Read the prayer, boy.
Boy. Lord of the heavens, Who art
Eternally and everywhere, accept
The prayer of us Thy servants.
and I make it out badly, but I shall manage to make it
out, as it's a hanging matter. (Spells it out. ) "And his
age twenty. " Why, brother, where does it say fifty? --
Do you see--twenty?
2ND OFFICER. Yes, I remember, twenty; even so it was
told us.
1ST OFFICER. (To GREGORY. ) Then, evidently, you like a
joke, brother.
(During the reading GREGORY stands with downcast
head, and his hand in his breast. )
VARLAAM. (Continues. ) "And in stature he is small, chest
broad, one arm shorter than the other, blue eyes, red
hair, a wart on his cheek, another on his forehead. "
Then is it not you, my friend?
(GREGORY suddenly draws a dagger; all give way
before him; he dashes through the window. )
OFFICERS. Hold him! Hold him!
(All run out in disorder. )
MOSCOW. SHUISKY'S HOUSE
SHUISKY. A number of Guests. Supper
SHUISKY. More wine! Now, my dear guests.
(He rises; all rise after him. )
The final draught!
Read the prayer, boy.
Boy. Lord of the heavens, Who art
Eternally and everywhere, accept
The prayer of us Thy servants.