ANÍSYA. You'd better ask her. How do I know what the devil took her
there!
MÍTRITCH. What! to town? There's all sorts of things to be got in town
if one's got the means. Oh Lord!
NAN. Mother, I heard myself. "I'll get you a little shawl," he says,
blest if he didn't; "you shall choose it yourself," he says. And she got
herself up so fine; she put on her velveteen coat and the French shawl.
ANÍSYA. Really, a girl's modesty reaches only to the door. Step over the
threshold and it's forgotten. She is a shameless creature.
MÍTRITCH. Oh my! What's the use of being ashamed? While there's plenty
of money make merry. Oh Lord! It is too soon to have supper, eh? [Anísya
does not answer] I'll go and get warm meanwhile. [Climbs on the stove]
Oh Lord! Blessed Virgin Mother! holy Nicholas!
NEIGHBOUR [enters] Seems your goodman's not back yet?
ANÍSYA. No.
NEIGHBOUR. It's time he was. Hasn't he perhaps stopped at our inn? My
sister, Thekla, says there's heaps of sledges standing there as have
come from the town.
ANÍSYA. Nan! Nan, I say!
NAN. Yes?
ANÍSYA. You run to the inn and see! Mayhap, being drunk, he's gone
there.
NAN [jumps down from the oven and dresses] All right.
NEIGHBOUR. And he's taken Akoulína with him?
ANÍSYA. Else he'd not have had any need of going. It's because of her
he's unearthed all the business there. "Must go to the bank," he says;
"it's time to receive the payments," he says. But it's all her fooling.
NEIGHBOUR [shakes her head] It's a bad look-out. [Silence].
NAN [at the door] And if he's there, what am I to say?
ANÍSYA. You only see if he's there.
NAN. All right. I'll be back in a winking. [Long silence].
MÍTRITCH [roars] Oh Lord! merciful Nicholas!
NEIGHBOUR [starting] Oh, how he scared me? Who is it?
ANÍSYA. Why, Mítritch, our labourer.
NEIGHBOUR. Oh dear, oh dear, what a fright he did give me! I had quite
forgotten. But tell me, dear, I've heard someone's been wooing
Akoulína?
ANÍSYA [gets up from the loom and sits down by the table] There was some
one from Dédlovo; but it seems the affair's got wind there too. They
made a start, and then stopped; so the thing fell through. Of course,
who'd care to?
NEIGHBOUR. And the Lizounófs from Zoúevo?
ANÍSYA. They made some steps too, but it didn't come off either. They
won't even see us.
NEIGHBOUR. Yet it's time she was married.
ANÍSYA. Time and more than time! Ah, my dear, I'm that impatient to get
her out of the house; but the matter does not come off. He does not wish
it, nor she either. He's not yet had enough of his beauty, you see.
NEIGHBOUR. Eh, eh, eh, what doings! Only think of it. Why, he's her
step-father!
ANÍSYA. Ah, friend, they've taken me in completely. They've done me so
fine it's beyond saying. I, fool that I was, noticed nothing, suspected
nothing, and so I married him. I guessed nothing, but they already
understood one another.
NEIGHBOUR. Oh dear, what goings on!
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