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"No, I had better love Gruzdev," Nadya decided, and she tore up the letter to Gorny.
"Do understand that if, for instance, you and your mother and your grandmother do nothing, it means that someone else is working for you, you are eating up someone else's life, and is that clean, isn't it filthy?" Nadya wanted to say "Yes, that is true"; she wanted to say that she understood, but tears came into her eyes, her spirits drooped, and shrinking into herself she went off to her room.
"Father-prelates," he began to murmur in astonishment, trying to continue the unsuccessful jest. "Why, but this is ... This is ... ah, the devil ... this is Sonya, no, my mistake, Nadya ... Well, yes! Liubka from Anna Markovna's ..." Liubka blushed hotly, to the verge of tears, and covered her face with her palms.
When the mistress really wants something, I have to try to please her in every way; because I was born her servant. NÁDYA. If she had commanded you to kill me, would you have done it? POTÁPYCH. That's not my affair, I can't argue about that. GAVRÍLOVNA. That's enough, Nádya, don't cry! God doesn't abandon orphans. NÁDYA falls upon GAVRÍLOVNA'S bosom.
LEONÍD and NÁDYA reach the shore and disembark from the boat. LÍZA, NÁDYA, and LEONÍD LÍZA. What have you done, what have you done!... LEONÍD. I will. LÍZA. What's the matter, don't you hear? NÁDYA. If I can't come, I'll send a note somehow or other. LEONÍD. Good! LÍZA. Vasilísa Peregrínovna saw you rowing on the pond. NÁDYA. Well, deuce take her!
LEONÍD. Indeed, mamma dear, I don't mean to meddle in your arrangements. Only he's a drunkard. MADAM ULANBÉKOV. And that, again, is none of your business. Leave that to your mother's judgment. LEONÍD. I'm only sorry for her, mamma. MADAM ULANBÉKOV. All very fine, my dear; but I should like to know from whom you heard that I'm going to marry NÁDYA. If one of the housemaids has....
Nina Ivanovna tried to say something, but could not utter a word; she gave a sob and went away to her own room. The bass voices began droning in the stove again, and Nadya felt suddenly frightened. She jumped out of bed and went quickly to her mother. Nina Ivanovna, with tear-stained face, was lying in bed wrapped in a pale blue quilt and holding a book in her hands.
When Nadya woke up it must have been two o'clock, it was beginning to get light. A watchman was tapping somewhere far away. She was not sleepy, and her bed felt very soft and uncomfortable. Nadya sat up in her bed and fell to thinking as she had done every night in May.
LEONÍD. Well, you see, you said you didn't love me. NÁDYA. No matter what girls say, don't you believe them. How could one help loving such a handsome fellow? He takes her hand, for a short time holds it, then kisses it. Dear, kind master! Aren't you ashamed? LEONÍD. I love you ever so much, Nádya! NÁDYA. You love me? Well, then, you might give me a kiss! LEONÍD. May I, Nádya? Will you let me?
In the dining-room Sasha was sitting at the table drinking tea with the saucer poised on his five long fingers; Granny was laying out patience; Nina Ivanovna was reading. The flame crackled in the ikon lamp and everything, it seemed, was quiet and going well. Nadya said good-night, went upstairs to her room, got into bed and fell asleep at once.
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