IVANOFF. There is no need of a duel. All you need is a head on your shoulders and a knowledge of the Russian language. SASHA. [Walks up and down in great excitement] This is dreadful, dreadful! Absolutely childish. LEBEDIEFF. Listen to me, Nicholas; from your point of view what you are doing is quite right and proper, according to the rules of psychology, but I think this affair is a scandal and a great misfortune. I am an old man; hear me out for the last time. This is what I want to say to you: calm yourself; look at things simply, as every one else does; this is a simple world. The ceiling is white; your boots are black; sugar is sweet. You love Sasha and she loves you. If you love her, stay with her; if you don't, leave her. We shan't blame you. It is all perfectly simple. You are two healthy, intelligent, moral young people; thank God, you both have food and clothing--what more do you want? What if you have no money? That is no great misfortune--happiness is not bought with wealth. Of course your estate is mortgaged, Nicholas, as I know, and you have no money to pay the interest on the debt, but I am Sasha's father. I understand. Her mother can do as she likes--if she won't give any money, why, confound her, then she needn't, that's all! Sasha has just said that she does not want her part of it. As for your principles, Schopenhauer and all that, it is all folly. I have one hundred thousand roubles in the bank. [Looking around him] Not a soul in the house knows it; it was my grandmother's money. That shall be for you both. Take it, give Matthew two thousand-- [The guests begin to collect in the ball-room]. IVANOFF. It is no use discussing it any more, I must act as my conscience bids me. SASHA. And I shall act as my conscience bids me--you may say what you please; I refuse to let you go! I am going to call my mother. LEBEDIEFF. I am utterly puzzled.