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. Whose are you?

. I am the orphan child of Aksínya, the soldier's widow.

(in wonderment). Well!

. Not in vain they say: Pay a penny for a pig, put him in the rye, and he will grow big.

. In rivality. Something like a mamzelle.

That's so. O Lord!

(rings the bell behind the scene, and then cries). Grigóri! Grigóri!

. Who is disturbing you so much, for example?

. This is the young master.

. O Lord! He said we had better wait on the outside. (Silence.)

. Is Semén going to marry you?

. Has he written you about it? (Covers herself with the apron.)

. You see he has! He is not doing right. I see the lad is getting spoiled.

(lively). No, he is not at all spoiled. Shall I send him to you?

. What is the use of sending for him? There will be plenty of time!

. Are they all dead?

. He is not here, Vasíli Leonídych— I will send him at once. (Goes toward the door.)

. I hear some voices here. Who are these scarecrows? Eh?