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Updated: June 4, 2025
Vasilisa, a woman of experience, who had been in service with the gentry, first as a wet-nurse, afterwards as a children's nurse, expressed herself with refinement, and a soft, sedate smile never left her face; her daughter Lukerya, a village peasant woman, who had been beaten by her husband, simply screwed up her eyes at the student and said nothing, and she had a strange expression like that of a deaf mute.
Still smiling, Vasilisa suddenly gave a gulp, big tears flowed freely down her cheeks, and she screened her face from the fire with her sleeve as though ashamed of her tears, and Lukerya, staring immovably at the student, flushed crimson, and her expression became strained and heavy like that of someone enduring intense pain.
You doted on your wife, and see what she's up to, the wretch! Same room as in ACT III LUKÉRYA enters with a candle and places it on a table; later AFÓNYA comes in. LUKÉRYA. Why doesn't Tánya return! It's high time, She's insane! She's just glad that she got out of here; she doesn't realize that suddenly, when you least expect it, her husband may return. Here I am on pins and needles.
We want to make peace, and you are starting a quarrel again. LUKÉRYA. He's not even her husband, yet what awful things he says! If you gave him his way, he would make our life unbearable. He's a sick man. KRASNÓV comes in. KRASNÓV, TATYÁNA, LUKÉRYA, ARKHÍP, and AFÓNYA ARKHÍP. Lev, you haven't had any dinner to-day. KRASNÓV. I had no time. TATYÁNA. If you wish, we'll serve you now.
Aren't you aware that the Zhmigulin ladies were always welcome at the home of your master's mother? I am also very intimately acquainted with Valentin Pávlich. KARP. You are? I doubt it. KARP. I tell you he's asleep now. LUKÉRYA. That can't be, because I've just seen him through the window. LUKÉRYA. In these modern times, these new changes have done a lot to spoil people.
Well, be off with you! Go to St. Petersburg, and good luck to you. Enter TATYÁNA and LUKÉRYA. KRASNÓV, TATYÁNA, and LUKÉRYA TATYÁNA. What are you doing? Why did you go and insult me so? KRASNÓV. There's no insult! Now, look here! We haven't quarrelled once since our wedding, and I hope that we may never do so, but may always live in love. LUKÉRYA. Fine love, I must say!
There were usually two or three women who expected to become mothers before the week was out, and who came forward to take the communion for the last time, after the newborn babes and tiny children had been taken up by their mothers to receive it. Every one was quiet, clean, reverent. The sister of our Lukerya, the maid who had been assigned to us, thus attired, felt distinctly superior.
Lukerya took breath.... The thought that this half-dead creature was making ready to begin singing raised an involuntary feeling of dread in me. But before I could utter a word, a long-drawn-out, hardly audible, but pure and true note, was quivering in my ears... it was followed by a second and a third. 'In the meadows, sang Lukerya.
BABÁYEV. Do you know, I want to move to the country; then we could be near to one another. I am even ready to move to this town, if only you I didn't expect to hear such things from you, Valentin Pávlich. I hear everything you're saying. BABÁYEV. Lukérya Danílovna, I think some one is coming. Take a look out on the bank there. I'm anxious that we should not be seen here together.
"Expect me in an hour," I said, and here I am in half an hour, so she'd be surprised. I was invited to tea, but I didn't stay. "Do you think I want tea," I said, "when I have a young wife at home who's waiting for me!" But where is she? LUKÉRYA. I don't know. Somewhere around. Isn't she in the garden? KRASNÓV. Send her in right away, I want to give her a present for her kindness to-day.
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