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 a ruiner of souls, that's what she is. She will do the same to you!

. There is no stopping up a woman's mouth! You don't know yourself what you are yelling about.

. Yes, I do. I will not live with her. I will drive her away. She cannot stay with me. And she calls herself mistress. She is not a mistress, but a jailbird.

. That will do. What have you to do with her? Don't look at her! Look at me! I am the master. I do what I want. I do not love her any longer—I love you. I love whomever I please. I rule here. She will be locked up. This is where she is. (Points under his feet.) Oh, I have no accordion!

. Evidently the women have been fighting again. O Lord, merciful St. Nicholas!

(sitting on the edge of the oven. Takes the leg-rags and shoes, and puts them on). Creep past me to the corner.

(creeping). They won't agree at all. O Lord!

. Get the syrup! We will drink the tea with it.

(enter, to Akulina). Sister! the samovár is boiling over.