Second Peasant. Whose are you?
Tánya. I am the orphan child of Aksínya, the soldier's widow.
First and Third Peasants (in wonderment). Well!
Second Peasant. Not in vain they say: Pay a penny for a pig, put him in the rye, and he will grow big.
First Peasant. In rivality. Something like a mamzelle.
Third Peasant That's so. O Lord!
Vasíli Leonídych (rings the bell behind the scene, and then cries). Grigóri! Grigóri!
First Peasant. Who is disturbing you so much, for example?
Tánya. This is the young master.
Third Peasant. O Lord! He said we had better wait on the outside. (Silence.)
Second Peasant. Is Semén going to marry you?
Tánya. Has he written you about it? (Covers herself with the apron.)
Second Peasant. You see he has! He is not doing right. I see the lad is getting spoiled.
Tánya (lively). No, he is not at all spoiled. Shall I send him to you?
Second Peasant. What is the use of sending for him? There will be plenty of time!
(There are heard the desperate cries of Vasíli Leonídych: "Grigóri, the devil take you!")
Scene XVIII. The same and (in the door) Vasíli Leonídych (in shirt, putting on his eye-glasses).
Vasíli Leonídych. Are they all dead?
Tánya. He is not here, Vasíli Leonídych— I will send him at once. (Goes toward the door.)
Vasíli Leonídych. I hear some voices here. Who are these scarecrows? Eh?
