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"She was a dissolute woman: no one wants any thing to do with her now, so she has no way of getting any thing. The landlady has had compassion on her, but now she means to turn her out . . . Agafya, hey there, Agafya!" cried the woman. We approached, and something rose up in the bunk.
It seemed to him as though Ivan Nikiforovitch's entire household the old woman, Ivan Nikiforovitch, the boy in the endless coat, all with sticks, and led by Agafya Fedosyevna were coming to tear down and destroy his house. Ivan Ivanovitch passed the whole of the following day in a perfect fever.
This was extremely displeasing to Ivan Nikiforovitch; but he, to his amazement, obeyed her like a child; and although he occasionally attempted to dispute, yet Agafya Fedosyevna always got the better of him. I must confess that I do not understand why things are so arranged, that women should seize us by the nose as deftly as they do the handle of a teapot.
Savka said this in his usual passionless, somewhat hollow voice, as though he were talking of tobacco or porridge, while I started with surprise. I knew Agafya.... She was quite a young peasant woman of nineteen or twenty, who had been married not more than a year before to a railway signalman, a fine young fellow.
Agafya Fedosyevna was not Ivan Nikiforovitch's relative, nor his sister-in-law, nor even his fellow-godparent. There seemed to be no reason why she should come to him, and he was not particularly glad of her company; still, she came, and lived on him for weeks at a time, and even longer. Then she took possession of the keys and took the management of the whole house into her own hands.
He didn’t send your money then, but wasted it, because, like a low brute, he couldn’t control himself.’ But still you might have added, ‘He isn’t a thief though. Here is your three thousand; he sends it back. Send it yourself to Agafya Ivanovna. But he told me to say “he sends his compliments.” ’ But, as it is, she will ask, ‘But where is the money?’ ” “Mitya, you are unhappy, yes!
Agafya must have broken her leg, since she has not turned up till now, that’s certain. I must go out. Will you let me go?” The children looked anxiously at one another. Their smiling faces showed signs of uneasiness, but they did not yet fully grasp what was expected of them. “You won’t be naughty while I am gone? You won’t climb on the cupboard and break your legs?
The chief of police himself, in a moment of forgetfulness, was the first to betray himself. When Ivan Nikiforovitch was informed of it he said nothing: he merely inquired, "Was it the brown one?" But Agafya Fedosyevna, who was present, began again to urge on Ivan Nikiforovitch. "What's the matter with you, Ivan Nikiforovitch? People will laugh at you as at a fool if you let it pass.
When she had gone another hundred paces she looked round once more and sat down. "You ought at least to hide behind a bush..." I said to Savka. "If the husband sees you..." "He knows, anyway, who it is Agafya has come from.... The women don't go to the kitchen garden at night for cabbages we all know that." I glanced at Savka's face.
"She goes with her tail hanging down.... They are sly as cats, these women, and timid as hares.... She didn't go, silly thing, in the evening when we told her to! Now she will catch it, and they'll flog me again at the peasant court... all on account of the women...." Agafya stepped upon the bank and went across the fields to the village.
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