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EFIMOVNA. [To NAZAROVNA] Give the old man a nudge dear! Can't get any answer out of him. NAZAROVNA. [Lifting the corner of a cloth covering off SAVVA'S face] Are you alive or are you dead, you holy man? SAVVA. Why should I be dead? I'm alive, mother! [Raises himself on his elbow] Cover up my feet, there's a saint! That's it. A bit more on the right one. That's it, mother. God be good to us. NAZAROVNA. [Wrapping up SAVVA'S feet] Sleep, little father. SAVVA. What sleep can I have? If only I had the patience to endure this pain, mother; sleep's quite another matter. A sinner doesn't deserve to be given rest. What's that noise, pilgrim-woman? NAZAROVNA. God is sending a storm. The wind is wailing, and the rain is pouring down, pouring down. All down the roof and into the windows like dried peas. Do you hear? The windows of heaven are opened [Thunder] Holy, holy, holy FEDYA. And it roars and thunders, and rages, and there's no end to it! Hoooo it's like the noise of a forest Hoooo . The wind is wailing like a dog . [Shrinking back] It's cold!
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