Posts tagged “the cherry orchard”
The sound of a door shutting is heard from below.
They do not move.
She waits, at the end of patience.
Half-dressed, comes to the door.
Gropes distractedly about, seizes HELMER'S domino, throws it round her, while she says in quick, hoarse, spasmodic whispers.
She holds her face up to his.
He stifles her.