NÁDYA. Well, how could I help liking you? But I'm not your equal! What sort
of love is that? Clean ruin! Here comes Líza running after me, I suppose.
Good-by. Good luck to you! [_She goes away._
LÍZA _comes in._
LÍZA. Master, if you please! Your mamma has come.
LEONÍD. Líza!
LÍZA. [_Approaching_] What is it, please?
LEONÍD. [_He embraces_ LÍZA; _she trembles with pleasure_] Why won't Nádya
love me?
LÍZA. [_Affectedly_] What are you talking about, master! Girls of our sort
must look out for themselves!
LEONÍD. Look out for yourselves how?
LÍZA. [_Looks him in the face and smiles_] Why, everybody knows. What are
you talking like a child for?
LEONÍD. [_Sadly_] What shall I do now? Indeed, I don't know. They all run
away from me.
LÍZA. But don't lose courage; just make love a little bit. Heavens, our
hearts aren't of stone!
LEONÍD. But see here! I asked her: she said she didn't love me.
LÍZA. Well, if you aren't a queer one! Whoever asked girls right out
whether they were in love or not! Even if one of us girls was in love, she
wouldn't say so.
LEONÍD. Why?
LÍZA. Because she's bashful. Only let me go, sir! [_She gets free_] There
goes the old fury!
LEONÍD. Come out here into the garden after supper, when mamma goes to bed.
LÍZA. You don't lose any time!
LEONÍD. Please come.
LÍZA. Well, we'll see later. [VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA _enters_] Master,
please come to tea, your mamma is waiting.
LEONÍD. All right, I'm coming.
SCENE V
_The same and_ VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA
VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. I saw you, my dear, I saw you.
LÍZA. There was nothing to see. [_She goes out._
LEONÍD. Well, what did you see? What are you going to complain about? I
shall simply say that you lie. Whom are they going to believe quicker, you
or me?
[_He makes a grimace and goes out._
VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. There, that's the way they all treat me. I can't
stand it! My heart is just sick. I'm a martyr in this world. [_She plucks
a flower viciously and pulls off its petals_] I believe that if I had the
power I'd do this to all of you! I'd do this to all of you! I'd do this to
all of you! You just wait, you young scamp! I'll catch you. My heart boils,
it boils, it boils over! And now I must smirk before the mistress as if I
were a fool. What a life! What a life! The sinners in hell do not suffer as
I suffer in this house! [_She goes out._
II
_A parlor. Rear centre, a door opening into the garden. Doors at the sides;
in the centre a round table._
SCENE I
_From a side door there enter a footman with a samovar and a maid with a
tea-service; they place both on the table and go out._ GAVRÍLOVNA _and_
POTÁPYCH _enter after them_. GAVRÍLOVNA _prepares the tea_. VASILÍSA
PEREGRÍNOVNA _enters from the garden_.
VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. My dear, you always serve me only water.
GAVRÍLOVNA. It isn't good for you to drink strong tea, madam.
VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. It's not your business to worry about me!
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