“Nina, why don’t you sleep at night?” Laptev asked, in an effort to change the subject.
“Because I don’t, that’s all. I lie in bed and think.”
“What do you think about, dear?”
“About the children, you…about my life.”
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“Nina, why don’t you sleep at night?” Laptev asked, in an effort to change the subject.
“Because I don’t, that’s all. I lie in bed and think.”
“What do you think about, dear?”
“About the children, you…about my life.”
MASHA: “…When you read a novel, any novel, then it seems that everything is so old hat and everything is easily understood, but when you fall in love yourself then it becomes obvious to you that nobody knows anything and each person must make their own decisions…”