SERVANTS' COOK. My eye! You should have seen what we had here awhile ago. Theodore Ivánitch took me upstairs and I peeped in. The ladies--awful! Dressed up! Dressed up, bless my heart, and all bare down to here, and their arms bare. THIRD PEASANT. Oh Lord! SECOND PEASANT. Faugh! How beastly! FIRST PEASANT. I take it the climate allows of that sort of thing! SERVANTS' COOK. Well, daddy, so I peeped in. Dear me, what it was like! All of 'em in their natural skins! Would you believe it: old women--our mistress, only think, she's a grandmother, and even she'd gone and bared her shoulders. THIRD PEASANT. Oh Lord! SERVANTS' COOK. And what next? The music strikes up, and each man of 'em went up to his own, catches hold of her, and off they go twirling round and round! SECOND PEASANT. The old women too? SERVANTS' COOK. Yes, the old ones too. SIMON. No, the old ones sit still. SERVANTS' COOK. Get along,--I've seen it myself! SIMON. No they don't. DISCHARGED COOK [in a hoarse voice, looking down from the oven] That's the Polka-Mazurka. You fools don't understand what dancing is. The way they dance ... SERVANTS' COOK. Shut up, you dancer! And keep quiet--there's some one coming. Enter Gregory; old Cook hides hurriedly. GREGORY [to Servants' Cook] Bring some sour cabbage. SERVANTS' COOK. I am only just up from the cellar, and now I must go down again! Who is it for? GREGORY. For the young ladies. Be quick, and send it up with Simon. I can't wait! SERVANTS' COOK. There now, they tuck into sweetmeats till they are full up, and then they crave for sour cabbage! FIRST PEASANT. That's to make a clearance. SERVANTS' COOK. Of course, and as soon as there is room inside, they begin again! [Takes basin, and exit]. GREGORY [at Peasants] Look at them, how they've established themselves down here! Mind, if the mistress finds it out she'll give it you hot, like she did this morning! [Exit, laughing]. FIRST PEASANT. That's just it, she did raise a storm that time--awful! SECOND PEASANT. That time it looked as if the master was going to step in, but seeing that the missus was about to blow the very roof off the house, he slams the door. Have your own way, thinks he. THIRD PEASANT [waving his arm] It's the same everywhere. My old woman, let's say, she kicks up such a rumpus sometimes--it's just awful! Then I just get out of the hut. Let her go to Jericho! She'll give you one with the poker if you don't mind. Oh Lord! Jacob enters hurriedly with a prescription. JACOB. Here, Simon, you run to the chemist's and get these powders for the mistress! SIMON. But master told me not to go out. JACOB. You've plenty of time; your business won't begin till after their tea. Hope you are enjoying your tea! FIRST PEASANT. Thanks, come and join us. Exit Simon. JACOB. I haven't time. However, I'll just have one cup for company's sake.