Fédor Iványch. When was that done?
Coachman. They brought them to-day from the exposition they are expensive beasts: pout-bodied they call them, or some such name,—the devil take them! Either the dogs or the coachmen stay in the coachman's room. You tell them so!
Fédor Iványch. Yes, that is improper. I will go and ask about it.
Coachman. They ought to be here. I suppose Lukérya would like to have them.
Cook (excitedly). People eat here, and you want to shut up dogs. As it is—
Coachman. But I have caftans, rugs, harness. And they demand that it be clean. Well, take them to the servants' room.
Fédor Iványch. I must tell Vasíli Leonídych about it.
Coachman (angrily). Let him hang the dogs around his neck, and walk around with them! Anyway, he likes too much to ride around: he has spoilt Beauty for nothing. It was such a fine horse! What a life! (Exit, slamming the door.)
Scene IV. The same without Coachman.
Fédor Iványch. Yes, disorder, disorder! (To the peasants.) Well, in the meantime, good-bye, good people!
Peasants. God be with you! (Fédor Iványch exit.)
Scene V. The same, without Fédor Iványch.
(The moment Fédor Iványch has left, groans are heard on the oven.)
Second Peasant. He is as smooth as a general.
Cook. What is the use of talking? He has a separate room; he gets his linen from the masters; sugar, tea,—all from the masters, and the food is from the table.
