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In the first place, you'll live in the city and not in a wilderness like this! In the second place, these are my orders! LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. I dare not disobey your command. Relent, father! Make me do whatever you like, only don't compel me to marry a man I don't love! KÓRSHUNOV. There, that business is over! Now, then, girls a marriage song!
If you please, Pelagéya Egórovna, permit me to talk confidentially with your daughter about our own affairs. For shame, for shame! He, he, he! There! I suppose you want to marry a young fellow? Now, just listen to what I'm going to tell you; I'll tell you the truth straight out. I don't like to deceive any one, and have no need to. Will you listen, eh? LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Yes. KÓRSHUNOV. Good!
LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. What is our love? Like a blade of grass in the field; it blooms out of season and it fades. ANNA IVÁNOVNA. Wait a moment! Some one's coming, I think. Isn't it he? I'll go and you wait, perhaps it's he! MÍTYA enters. LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA and MÍTYA LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Who's there? MÍTYA. It's I, Mítya. LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Why were you so long in coming?
I thank you humbly. ANNA IVÁNOVNA. Show them to us. MÁSHA. But they are charming! LÍZA. And in such good taste! I like you very much; well, but you don't like me, I suppose? LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Why shouldn't I like you? KÓRSHUNOV. Why? You like some one else, that's why. But you will come to love me! I'm a good man a jolly man, he, he, he!
LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Yes, what of it? MÍTYA. Lyubóv Gordéyevna, how do you wish me to understand your letter? I am now in such perplexity that I cannot express it to you. My position in your house is known to you; subordinate to everybody, and I may say utterly despised by Gordéy Kárpych.
He has a sanctimonious expression of face, he reads nothing but religious and edifying books, but at the christening party, in his delight that Lyubov Spiridonovna had passed through her confinement successfully, he had permitted himself to drink four glasses of vodka and a glass of wine, the taste of which suggested something midway between vinegar and castor oil.
We didn't fall in love with each other just to say good-by! LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Well, but what if they promise me to some one else? MÍTYA. Look here, Lyubóv, one word! To-morrow we must go together to Gordéy Kárpych, and throw ourselves at his feet. We'll say so and so whatever you please, but we can't live without each other. Yes, if you love me, then forget your pride!
The house consisted of two parts: in one was the parlour and beside it old Zhmuhin's bedroom, both stuffy rooms with low ceilings and multitudes of flies and wasps, and in the other was the kitchen in which the cooking and washing was done and the labourers had their meals; here geese and turkey-hens were sitting on their eggs under the benches, and here were the beds of Lyubov Osipovna and her two sons.
But at least let me assure you that I have a heart in my breast, and not a stone. You can see my love from everything. LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. But I thought that you loved Anna Ivánovna. MÍTYA. That is not true! LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Really, they told me so. MÍTYA. If this were true, then what sort of a man should I be after acting as I have? Could I declare with words what my heart does not feel!
And you'll get plenty of money with her, which is fine for a penniless fellow like you without a rag to your back! MÍTYA. It is so insulting for me to hear this from you, that I have no words. LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Father, I have never gone against your will! If you wish for my happiness, then give me to Mítya.
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