_She goes out,_ GAVRÍLOVNA _after her. Silence_. GAVRÍLOVNA _returns_. GAVRÍLOVNA. She's gone to bed, and banged the door behind her. POTÁPYCH. [_At the window_] Antoshka! Antoshka! Post boy! Saddle the horse and ride to town for the doctor. Oh, you! Lord! NÁDYA. [_Rising from her knees_] Don't you think it's a sin for you to abuse me, Potápych? What have I ever done to you? POTÁPYCH. What do I care? What do I care about you? When the mistress really wants something, I have to try to please her in every way; because I was born her servant. NÁDYA. If she had commanded you to kill me, would you have done it? POTÁPYCH. That's not my affair, I can't argue about that. GAVRÍLOVNA. That's enough, Nádya, don't cry! God doesn't abandon orphans. NÁDYA _falls upon_ GAVRÍLOVNA'S _bosom_. LÍZA. [_To_ VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA] Well, is your heart content now? VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. Wait, my dear, your turn will come. LEONÍD _enters_. SCENE V _The same and_ LEONÍD LEONÍD. What's this? What has happened? VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. You made all the trouble yourself, and then ask what has happened. LEONÍD. What trouble did I make? What are you continually thinking up? VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. Now, don't pretend! The whole truth has come out. You've been having a little fun. What of it? At your age, why shouldn't you have? LÍZA. She's reported the whole thing to the mistress. The mistress got so angry that it was awful! And now, sir, she is going to marry Nádya to that government clerk. LEONÍD. Are you sure? NÁDYA. The thing's settled, dearest master! I have to answer for last evening's sport. LEONÍD. Is mamma very angry? GAVRÍLOVNA. No one dares go near her. LEONÍD. But how can that be? Isn't it possible to talk her over somehow or other? GAVRÍLOVNA. Just go and try. No, she won't come out of her room now for five days; and she won't let any one at all see her there. VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. Do you want to talk your mamma over? LEONÍD. Yes. VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. Do you want me to tell you how? LEONÍD. Please be so kind, Vasilísa Peregrínovna. VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. Well, permit me. Our benefactress is very much hurt at Grísha, because he didn't spend the night at home: he came in drunk, and didn't even ask forgiveness nor kiss her hand. It was this vexation that made her sick. And then this Nadezhda happened to come her way when she was angry. Now our benefactress won't even come out of her room, and won't allow any one to go to her, so long as that stubborn Grísha doesn't beg forgiveness. GAVRÍLOVNA. How contrarily everything happened! Grísha will keep up his character, too. Although he is a blockhead, he has some sense. Now he'll flop down on the hay and he'll lie there on his belly for four days. POTÁPYCH. Somebody ought to take Uncle Gerasim's club and dress him down from top to toe.