_Koch._ (_without_). I know you’ll sneak away again.
_Pod._ (_without_). No, I won’t; I won’t, indeed!
(_Enter_ KOCHKARYÒV.)
_Koch._ What next! wants to set a strap right!
_Yaìch._ (_to him_). Be so kind as to tell me,—Is the young lady an
idiot?
_Koch._ What do you mean? Has anything happened?
_Yaìch._ Her behaviour is most extraordinary. All of a sudden she ran
away, screaming out, “He’ll beat me! he’ll beat me!” It’s enough to
mystify the devil!
_Koch._ Yes; she gets like that sometimes; she’s weak in her head.
_Yaìch._ May I ask if you’re a relative of hers?
_Koch._ Oh! yes; I’m a relative.
_Yaìch._ What is your relationship to her, if I may inquire?
_Koch._ A—a—a, really, I don’t know. Let me see—my mother’s aunt was
some relation to her father; or else her father was related to my aunt;
my wife knows all about it; that’s a woman’s business, you know.
_Yaìch._ Has her mind been affected long?
_Koch._ Ever since she was a little child.
_Yaìch._ A—a—a, yes—of course it would be better if she had more sense.
But, after all, it’s not bad to have a foolish wife—once the other
considerations are all right, you know.
_Koch._ But, my good sir, she hasn’t a sixpence!
_Yaìch._ What! But the stone house?
_Koch._ Oh! it’s only called stone; but if you knew the way it’s built!
It’s just coated over with stucco outside; but the walls are made of all
kinds of rubbish—chips, and splinters, and rubble, and what-not.
_Yaìch._ You don’t say so!
_Koch._ Of course. Why, don’t you know the way houses are built
nowadays? They only build houses so as to be able to mortgage them.
_Yaìch._ But this house isn’t mortgaged, surely?
_Koch._ How do you know that? It’s a good deal worse; it’s not only
mortgaged, but the interest hasn’t been paid for the last two years.
Then they’ve got a brother in the Senate, who has his eye on the house.
He’s the most pettifogging hair-splitter that ever was born; the rascal
would fleece his own mother of her last petticoat!
_Yaìch._ But the old matchmaker told me.... Oh! the old hag! A monster
in human.... (_Aside._) By the bye, though, he may be making it all up.
I’ll submit the old woman to a strict interrogation. And, if it’s
true, ... oh! I’ll give her something she won’t forget in a hurry!
_Anoùch._ (_to KOCHKARYÒV_). Permit me, too, to trespass on your time
with a question. Not being myself acquainted with the French language, I
have great difficulty in discovering whether a woman knows French or
not. Does the lady of the house——
_Koch._ She doesn’t know A from B.
_Anoùch._ Is it possible?
_Koch._ Oh! I know that very well! She was at boarding-school with my
wife; and she was the idle one of the school—always in the dunce’s cap.
And as for the French master, he used simply to beat her with a stick.
_Anoùch._ Just imagine! The first minute that I saw her I had a sort of
presentiment that she doesn’t know French.
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