Ah, my dear, now I come to look at you, you've got that weak. ANÍSYA. Yes, quite weak, dear, quite weak. He's got me into a regular fix. I don't myself know anything. Oh, my poor head! NEIGHBOUR (listening) There's someone coming, I think. (The door opens and Akím enters). AKÍM (crosses himself, knocks the snow off his feet, and takes off his coat) Peace be to this house! How do you do? Are you well, daughter? ANÍSYA. How d'you do, father? Do you come straight from home? AKÍM. I've been a-thinking, I'll go and see what's name, go to see my son, I mean,--my son. I didn't start early--had my dinner, I mean; I went, and it's so what d'you call it--so snowy, hard walking, and so there I'm what d'you call it--late, I mean. And my son--is he at home? At home? My son, I mean. ANÍSYA. No; he's gone to the town. AKÍM (sits down on a bench) I've some business with him, d'you see, some business, I mean. I told him t'other day, told him I was in need--told him, I mean, that our horse was done for, our horse, you see. So we must what d'ye call it, get a horse, I mean, some kind of a horse, I mean. So there, I've come, you see. ANÍSYA. Nikíta told me. When he comes back you'll have a talk. (Goes to the oven) Have some supper now, and he'll soon come. Mítritch, eh Mítritch, come have your supper. MÍTRITCH. Oh Lord! merciful Nicholas! ANÍSYA. Come to supper.

A Neighbour Monologue from The Power of Darkness

Rehearse A Neighbour's monologue