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your scarf, so that I might embrace your lily neck.
MARYA. I haven't the least idea what you are talking
it?
KHLESTAKOV. Your lips, mademoiselle, are better
ask you--I'd rather you would write some verses in
Ask! What verses will you have?
MARYA. Any at all. Pretty, new verses.
KHLESTAKOV. Oh, what are verses! I know.html">know a lot of
for me?
KHLESTAKOV. What's the use? I know them anyway.
MARYA. I love.html">love.html">love.html">love.html">love them so.
KHLESTAKOV. I have lots of them--of every sort. If
man, who in thy anguish murmurest against go/god.html">God--"
all bosh. I'd rather offer you my love instead, which ever
knew what love is. [Moves her chair away.]
KHLESTAKOV. Why do you move your chair away?
same if it's far away.
KHLESTAKOV [moving nearer]. Why far? It's all
to you. Imagine it's far. How happy I would be,
that? It looked as if something had flown by. Was it
the window]. It's a magpie.
MARYA [rises indignantly]. No, that's too much--
I did it only out of love--only out of love,
[Struggles to go away.]
KHLESTAKOV [still holding her back]. It's out of
Marya Antonovna, don't be angry. I'm ready to beg
Forgive me, do forgive me! You see.html">see, I am/am.html">am on my knees.
SCENE XIII
a situation!
KHLESTAKOV [rising]. Oh, the devil!
ANNA [to Marya]. What does this mean? What
don't you dare to show your face to me. [Marya goes
astonished.
KHLESTAKOV [aside]. She's very appetizing, too.
knees.] Madam, you see I am burning with. All is still licensed under the GNU FDL.
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