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The deaf man and Aksinya looked after the shop. A new project was in progress a brickyard in Butyokino and Aksinya went there almost every day in the chaise. She drove herself, and when she met acquaintances she stretched out her neck like a snake out of the young rye, and smiled naively and enigmatically. Lipa spent her time playing with the baby which had been born to her before Lent.
Yesterday at dinner Aksinya said to my father-in-law: 'I want to build a brickyard at Butyokino; I'm going into business on my own account. She laughed as she said it. And Grigory Petrovitch's face darkened, one could see he did not like it.
See they don't wrong your grandchild when you are dead and gone. Oy, I am afraid they will be unfair to Nikifor! He has as good as no father, his mother's young and foolish... you ought to secure something for him, poor little boy, at least the land, Butyokino, Grigory Petrovitch, really! Think it over!" Varvara went on persuading him. "The pretty boy, one is sorry for him!
Clothes were hanging on lines stretched across the yard; she snatched off her petticoats and blouses still wet and flung them into the deaf man's arms. Then in her fury she dashed about the yard by the linen, tore down all of it, and what was not hers she threw on the ground and trampled upon. "Holy Saints, take her away," moaned Varvara. "What a woman! Give her Butyokino!
And Varvara was so much flustered that she could not get up from her seat, and only waved her hands before her as though she were warding off a bee. "Oh, Holy Saints! what's the meaning of it?" she muttered in horror. "What is she shouting? Oh, dear, dear!... People will hear! Hush. Oh, hush!" "He has given Butyokino to the convict's wife," Aksinya went on bawling.
The Hrymin Juniors are leading her astray: 'Your old man, they tell her, 'has a bit of land at Butyokino, a hundred and twenty acres, they say, 'and there is sand and water there, so you, Aksinya, they say, 'build a brickyard there and we will go shares in it. Bricks now are twenty roubles the thousand, it's a profitable business.
Someone told Aksinya that he had gone to the notary to make his will and that he was leaving Butyokino, the very place where she had set up a brickyard, to Nikifor, his grandson. She was informed of this in the morning when old Tsybukin and Varvara were sitting near the steps under the birch-tree, drinking their tea.
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