Anton Chekhov,
Plays by Anton Tchekoff — The Three Sisters…
(1916)
“ TUZENBACH. Oh, nonsense. [MASHA, lost in a reverie over her book, whistles softly.] OLGA. 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 ...IRINA. To go away to Moscow. ”
