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ULYÁNA. Just to call on you, brother, as a relative should. KRASNÓV. I'm in no great need of your calls. ULYÁNA. My feelings, brother, are different from yours; I can't help remembering my kindred. Where's your bride? KRASNÓV. She seems to have gotten lost somewhere here. I keep calling her, but can't raise her. ULYÁNA. Maybe she's far away from here, so she can't hear your call
Some one give me a knife! TATYÁNA runs out. AFÓNYA. Brother! brother! She's going, she's going away. KRASNÓV. She won't escape me! AFÓNYA. She's going to the gentleman. I heard them planning to go away to the country. KRASNÓV. Who'll take her from me, if I won't give her up? Who in the whole world is strong enough to take her from me? If they take her they'll have to tear my arms off.
Come, wife, we'd better go home! ULYÁNA. Well, good-by, sister, but remember! KRASNÓV, TATYÁNA, LUKÉRYA, and AFÓNYA TATYÁNA. That's the kind of relatives you have! I lived better beyond comparison as a girl; at least I knew that no one dared to insult me. KRASNÓV. And I'll never let you be insulted.
Everybody knows you're a good man. KRASNÓV. And what else? TATYÁNA. You're very kind, and you don't begrudge me anything. What are you frowning at? Did I muss you a little? TATYÁNA. You're holding me too tight. KRASNÓV. Oh, for the Lord's sake! I just can't help it! I squeeze you the way I love you. It's right from the heart, no humbug.
"Come oftener," I'll tell him, "we like it better when you aren't here." So there'll be less talk and my heart will be calmer. Enter BABÁYEV, TATYÁNA, and LUKÉRYA. BABÁYEV, KRASNÓV, TATYÁNA, and LUKÉRYA BABÁYEV. So this is where you live! Is this your own little house? TATYÁNA. Our own. This is my husband. BABÁYEV. I'm delighted. I've known your wife a long while. KRASNÓV. That's your affair.
TATYÁNA. That's my business, not yours. LUKÉRYA brings in the samovar. TATYÁNA. I guess some of his relatives; what a horrid nuisance! AFÓNYA. Nuisance! Why did you ever intrude into our family? Enter KRASNÓV, KÚRITSYN, ULYÁNA. KRASNÓV, TATYÁNA, LUKÉRYA, AFÓNYA, KÚRITSYN, and ULYÁNA. TATYÁNA. How affectionate! KRASNÓV. Never mind. We have a perfect right to! Let me treat you.
I can't get along without eating! LUKÉRYA sets the table. ARKHÍP. Lev, are you going back to the shop? KRASNÓV. No, I'm all through there. ARKHÍP. Will you stay at home? KRASNÓV. I'll be here for an hour, then I have to go across the river to make a collection.
You saw I didn't spare my own sister, and drove her out of my house; but if it had been a stranger, he wouldn't have got off alive. You don't know my character yet; at times I'm afraid of myself. TATYÁNA. What, do you become dreadfully furious? KRASNÓV. Not that I'm furious, I'm hot-tempered. I'm beside myself, and don't see people at such times. TATYÁNA. How terribly you talk!
Many of these had bolted on or after the arrival of Krasnov or Denikin and gone far into Central Russia, settling where they could. So months passed before the Red Army definitely pushed the area of civil war beyond the oil-wells, that many of these refugees had taken new root and were unwilling to return. I believe, that in spite of the mobilization, the oil-wells are still short of men.
LUKÉRYA. I've always marvelled, Lev Rodionych, to see how sister loves you. KRASNÓV. What's there to marvel at? LUKÉRYA. I know her, Lev Rodionych, better than you do. She's of a quiet temperament and can't tell you everything; but you just ought to know what her real feelings are. KRASNÓV. That makes it more pleasant still.
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