THEODORE IVÁNITCH. What's the object of this new Society? VASÍLY LEONÍDITCH. It is a "Society to Promote the Breeding of Pure-bred Russian Hounds." Eh, what? And I'll tell you, they're having the first meeting and a lunch, to-day. And I've no money. I'll go to him and have a try! [Exit through study door]. FIRST PEASANT [to Theodore Ivánitch] And who might he be, respected sir? THEODORE IVÁNITCH [smiles] The young master. THIRD PEASANT. The heir, so to say. Oh Lord! [puts away the money] I'd better hide it meanwhile. FIRST PEASANT. And we were told he was in military service, in the cav'rely, for example. THEODORE IVÁNITCH. No, as an only son he is exempt from military service. THIRD PEASANT. Left for to keep his parents, so to say! That's right! SECOND PEASANT [shaking his head] He's the right sort. He'll feed them finely! THIRD PEASANT. Oh Lord! Enter Vasíly Leoníditch followed by Leoníd Fyódoritch. VASÍLY LEONÍDITCH. That's always the way. It's really surprising! First I'm asked why I have no occupation, and now when I have found a field and am occupied, when a Society with serious and noble aims has been founded, I can't even have 300 roubles to go on with!... LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. I tell you I can't do it, and I can't! I haven't got it. VASÍLY LEONÍDITCH. Why, you have just sold some land. LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH. In the first place I have not sold it! And above all, do leave me in peace! Weren't you told I was engaged? [Exit, slamming door]. THEODORE IVÁNITCH. I told you this was not the right moment. VASÍLY LEONÍDITCH. Well, I say! Here's a position to be in! I'll go and see mamma--that's my only hope. He's going crazy over his spiritualism and forgets everything else. [Goes upstairs]. Theodore Ivánitch takes newspaper and is just going to sit down, when Betsy and Márya Konstantínovna, followed by Gregory, come down the stairs. BETSY. Is the carriage ready? GREGORY. Just coming to the door. BETSY [to Márya Konstantínovna] Come along, come along, I know it is he. MÁRYA KONSTANTÍNOVNA. Which he? BETSY. You know very well whom I mean--Petrístchef, of course. MÁRYA KONSTANTÍNOVNA. But where is he? BETSY. Sitting in Vovo's room. You'll see! MÁRYA KONSTANTÍNOVNA. And suppose it is not he? [The Peasants and Porter bow]. BETSY [to Porter] You brought a dress from Bourdier's? PORTER. Yes, Miss. May I go? BETSY. Well, I don't know. Ask my mother. PORTER. I don't know whose it is, Miss; I was ordered to bring it here and receive the money. BETSY. Well then, wait. MÁRYA KONSTANTÍNOVNA. Is it still that costume for the charade? BETSY. Yes, a charming costume. But mamma won't take it or pay for it. MÁRYA KONSTANTÍNOVNA. But why not? BETSY. You'd better ask mamma. She doesn't grudge Vovo 500 roubles for his dogs, but 100 is too much for a dress. I can't act dressed like a scarecrow. [Pointing to Peasants] And who are these? GREGORY. Peasants who have come to buy some land or other.