MATRYONA. There's plenty of time if you do as I tell you. ANISYA. I don't know what to do; I know nothing, my brain's all in a whirl. Nan! Go, daughter, and see to the calves, they'll have run away, I'm afraid.... Oh dear, I haven't the courage. MATRYONA. Go on! I should think the samovar's boiling over. ANISYA. Oh my head, my poor head! [Exit. MATRYONA (approaches NIKITA). Now then, sonny. (Sits down beside him.) Your affairs must also be thought about, and not left anyhow. NIKITA. What affairs? MATRYONA. Why, this affair--how you're to live your life. NIKITA. How to live my life? Others live, and I shall live! MATRYONA. The old man will probably die to-day. NIKITA. Well, if he dies, God give him rest! What's that to me? MATRYONA (keeps looking towards the porch while she speaks). Eh, sonny! Those that are alive have to think about living. One needs plenty of sense in these matters, honey. What do you think? I've tramped all over the place after your affairs, I've got quite footsore bothering about matters. And you must not forget me when the time comes. NIKITA. And what's it you've been bothering about? MATRYONA. About your affairs, about your future. If you don't take trouble in good time you'll get nothing. You know Ivan Mosevitch? Well, I've been to him too. I went there the other day. I had something else to settle, you know. Well, so I sat and chatted awhile and then came to the point. "Tell me, Ivan Mosevitch," says I, "how's one to manage an affair of this kind? Supposing," says I, "a peasant as is a widower married a second wife, and supposing all the children he has is a daughter by the first wife, and a daughter by the second. Then," says I, "when that peasant dies, could an outsider get hold of the homestead by marrying the widow? Could he," says I, "give both the daughters in marriage and remain master of the house himself?" "Yes, he could," says he, "but," says he, "it would mean a deal of trouble; still the thing could be managed by means of money, but if there's no money it's no good trying." NIKITA (laughs). That goes without saying, only fork out the money. Who does not want money? MATRYONA. Well then, honey, so I spoke out plainly about the affair. And he says, "First and foremost, your son will have to get himself on the register of that village--that will cost something. The elders will have to be treated. And they, you see, they'll sign. Everything," says he, "must be done sensibly." Look (unwraps her kerchief and takes out a paper), he's written out this paper; just read it, you're a scholar, you know. [NIKITA reads. NIKITA. This paper's only a decision for the elders to sign. There's no great wisdom needed for that. MATRYONA. But you just hear what Ivan Mosevitch bids us do. "Above all," he says, "mind and don't let the money slip away, dame. If she don't get hold of the money," he says, "they'll not let her do it. Money's the great thing!" So look out, sonny, things are coming to a head.