Andrey Sergeyevitch Prosorov
Natalia Ivanovna (Natasha), his fiancee, later his wife (28)
Feodor Ilitch Kuligin, high school teacher, married to Masha (20)
Alexander Ignateyevitch Vershinin, lieutenant-colonel in charge of a battery (42)
Nicolai Lvovitch Tuzenbach, baron, lieutenant in the army (30)
Vassili Vassilevitch Soleni, captain
Ivan Romanovitch Chebutikin, army doctor (60)
Alexey Petrovitch Fedotik, sub-lieutenant
Vladimir Carlovitch Rode, sub-lieutenant
Ferapont, door-keeper at local council offices, an old man
Anfisa, nurse (80)
The action takes place in a provincial town.
[Ages are stated in brackets.]
[In Prosorov’s house. A sitting-room with pillars; behind is seen a large dining-room. It is midday, the sun is shining brightly outside. In the dining-room the table is being laid for lunch.]
[Olga, in the regulation blue dress of a teacher at a girl’s high school, is walking about correcting exercise books; Masha, in a black dress, with a hat on her knees, sits and reads a book; Irina, in white, stands about, with a thoughtful expression.]
O l g a. It’s just a year since father died last May the fifth, on your name-day, Irina. It was very cold then, and snowing. I thought I would never survive it, and you were in a dead faint. And now a year has gone by and we are already thinking about it without pain, and you are wearing a white dress and your face is happy. [Clock strikes twelve] And the clock struck just the same way then. [Pause] I remember that there was music at the funeral, and they fired a volley in the cemetery. He was a general in command of a brigade but there were few people present. Of course, it was raining then, raining hard, and snowing.
I r i n a. Why think about it!
[Baron Tuzenbach, Chebutikin and Soleni appear by the table in the dining-room, behind the pillars.]
O l g a. It’s so warm today that we can keep the windows open, though the birches are not yet in flower. Father was put in command of a brigade, and he rode out of Moscow with us eleven years ago. I remember perfectly that it was early in May and that everything in Moscow was flowering then. It was warm too, everything was bathed in sunshine. Eleven years have gone, and I remember everything as if we rode out only yesterday. Oh, God! When I awoke this morning and saw all the light and the spring, joy entered my heart, and I longed passionately to go home.
C h e b u t i k i n. Will you take a bet on it?
T u z e n b a c h. Oh, nonsense.
[Masha, lost in a reverie over her book, whistles softly.]
O l g a. Don’t whistle, Masha. How can you! [Pause] I’m always having headaches from having to go to the High School every day and then teach till evening. Strange thoughts come to me, as if I were already an old woman. And really, during these four years that I have been working here, I have been feeling as if every day my strength and youth have been squeezed out of me, drop by drop. And only one desire grows and gains in strength …