TATYÁNA. How terribly you talk! Why didn't you tell me about your character before? I wouldn't have married you. KRASNÓV. There's nothing bad in a man's being hot-tempered. That means that he's eager in all things, even in his work, and he can love better, because he has more feeling than others. TATYÁNA. Now I shall be afraid of you. KRASNÓV. I don't want you to fear me. But I should like to know when you are going to love me? TATYÁNA. What sort of love do you want to have from me? KRASNÓV. You know yourself what sort; but maybe you don't feel it. What's to be done? We'll wait, perhaps it'll come later. Everything can happen in this world! There have been cases where love has come the fifth or sixth year after marriage. And what love! Better than if it came at first. TATYÁNA. Keep on waiting. LUKÉRYA. You're very hot in your love; but we're of entirely different bringing up. KRASNÓV. You speak of bringing up? I'll tell you this, that if I were younger, I'd take up and study for Tatyána Danílovna. I know, myself, what I lack, but now it's too late. I've a soul but no training. If I were trained---- LUKÉRYA. [_Glancing towards the window_] He's coming, Tánya; he's coming! [_Both run out of the room_. KRASNÓV. Where so suddenly? What are you running after? LUKÉRYA. What do you mean? Recollect yourself. We must be courteous and go to meet him. [_They go out_. AFÓNYA. Brother! You drove sister away. Whether right or not, let God judge you! But I tell you, you'd better watch the gentleman. KRASNÓV. What the deuce have you got to do with this? You hiss like a snake. You want to wound me. Get out of here! Go, I tell you, or I'll kill you. AFÓNYA. Well, kill! My life isn't very sweet to me, and I haven't long to live, anyway. But don't be blind! Don't be blind! [_Goes out_. KRASNÓV. What are they doing to me? Must I really be on my guard, or are they just frightening me? Where then is love! Is it possible, Lord, that I have taken unto me not a joy but a torture! Rouse yourself, Lev Rodionych, rouse yourself. Hearken not to the fiend. You have one joy--he's seizing it, and draining your heart. You will ruin your whole life! You will perish for no cause. All those are slanderous words. They're spiteful because my wife is good, and we get along together--so they begin to stir up trouble. That's clearly seen. It's so in every family. The best way is to drop it and not think about it. The gentleman will have to be gotten rid of; I must see that he never looks our way any more. "Come oftener," I'll tell him, "we like it better when you aren't here." So there'll be less talk and my heart will be calmer. _Enter_ BABÁYEV, TATYÁNA, _and_ LUKÉRYA. SCENE IV BABÁYEV, KRASNÓV, TATYÁNA, and LUKÉRYA BABÁYEV. So this is where you live! Is this your own little house? TATYÁNA. Our own. This is my husband. BABÁYEV. I'm delighted. I've known your wife a long while. KRASNÓV. That's your affair. BABÁYEV. You're in business?