(Alexei goes down to the dining room for lunch. He got up only recently, despite the fact that his young wife Ekaterina has been up and about for a long time and working hard. Alexei hasn't even entered his and his wife's room for a week and spends the night in his study, writing poetry. He sees that his wife is sad about something, but he doesn't pay attention to her feminine whims. He orders the servant) Soup, roast and tea for me. Right now.
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