ALL [pressing him]. No, not over dogs, but the Tower of Babel, too. Don't forsake us, Ammos Fiodorovich, help us. Be our Saviour! AMMOS. Let go of me, gentlemen. Footsteps and coughing are heard in Khlestakov's room. All hurry to the door, crowding and jostling in their struggle to get out. Some are uncomfortably squeezed, and half-suppressed cries are heard. BOBCHINSKY'S VOICE. Oh, Piotr Ivanovich, you stepped on my foot. ARTEMY. Look out, gentlemen, look out. Give me a chance to atone for my sins. You are squeezing me to death. Exclamations of "Oh! Oh!" Finally they all push through the door, and the stage is left empty. SCENE II Enter Khlestakov, looking sleepy. KHLESTAKOV [alone]. I seem to have had a fine snooze. Where did they get those mattresses and feather beds from? I even perspired. After the meal yesterday they must have slipped something into me that knocked me out. I still feel a pounding in my head. I see I can have a good time here. I like hospitality, and I must say I like it all the more if people entertain me out of a pure heart and not from interested motives. The Governor's daughter is not a bad one at all, and the mother is also a woman you can still--I don't know, but I do like this sort of life. SCENE III Khlestakov and the Judge. JUDGE [comes in and stops. Talking to himself]. Oh, God, bring me safely out of this! How my knees are knocking together! [Drawing himself up and holding the sword in his hand. Aloud.] I have the honor to present myself--Judge of the District Court here, College Assessor Liapkin-Tiapkin. KHLESTAKOV. Please be seated. So you are the Judge here? JUDGE. I was elected by the nobility in 1816 and I have served ever since. KHLESTAKOV. Does it pay to be a judge? JUDGE. After serving three terms I was decorated with the Vladimir of the third class with the approval of the government. [Aside.] I have the money in my hand and my hand is on fire. KHLESTAKOV. I like the Vladimir. Anna of the third class is not so nice. JUDGE [slightly extending his balled fist. Aside]. Good God! I don't know where I'm sitting. I feel as though I were on burning coals. KHLESTAKOV. What have you got in your hand there? AMMOS [getting all mixed up and dropping the bills on the floor]. Nothing. KHLESTAKOV. How so, nothing? I see money has dropped out of it. AMMOS [shaking all over]. Oh no, oh no, not at all! [Aside.] Oh, Lord! Now I'm under arrest and they've brought a wagon to take me. KHLESTAKOV. Yes, it IS money. [Picking it up.] AMMOS [aside]. It's all over with me. I'm lost! I'm lost! KHLESTAKOV. I tell you what--lend it to me. AMMOS [eagerly]. Why, of course, of course--with the greatest pleasure. [Aside.] Bolder! Bolder! Holy Virgin, stand by me! KHLESTAKOV. I've run out of cash on the road, what with one thing and another, you know. I'll let you have it back as soon as I get to the village.