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Updated: June 13, 2025
Just now when I began to talk about Grísha, you heard how she began to roar? You heard how she began to hiss? POTÁPYCH. What's that to me? I, by the mistress's kindness, in her employ....I shall carry out all her orders.... What business is it of mine? I don't want to know anything that isn't my business. VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. But did you see how Nádya and Líza the hussies! looked at me?
Nadya laid her arms on the table and leaned her head on them, and her hair covered the letter. She recalled that the student, too, loved her, and that he had as much right to a letter from her as Gorny. Wouldn't it be better after all to write to Gruzdev?
In the stove was the sound of several bass voices in chorus, and she even heard "O-o-o my G-o-od!" Nadya sat on her bed, and suddenly she clutched at her hair and burst into sobs. "Mother, mother, my own," she said. "If only you knew what is happening to me! I beg you, I beseech you, let me go away! I beseech you!" "Where?" asked Nina Ivanovna, not understanding, and she sat down on the bedstead.
Don't be angry with me, mamma. When I found out that you wanted to marry NÁDYA to him, I felt sorry for her. Líza! Go tell Nadezhda not to cry, that I have turned out NEGLIGÉNTOV. MADAM ULANBÉKOV. What's the matter with you? GRÍSHA. Let me go down-town; to-day's a holiday there. MADAM ULANBÉKOV. What do you want to go for? To stare at the drunkards? MADAM ULANBÉKOV. No, most certainly not!
The sound of unfamiliar women's voices was heard downstairs and upstairs, there was the rattle of a sewing machine in Granny's room, they were working hard at the trousseau. Of fur coats alone, six were provided for Nadya, and the cheapest of them, in Granny's words, had cost three hundred roubles!
Nadya went into the house, feeling cross and unwell, thinking that there would be visitors all the evening, that she would have to entertain them, to smile, to listen to the fiddle, to listen to all sorts of nonsense, and to talk of nothing but the wedding. Granny, dignified, gorgeous in her silk dress, and haughty as she always seemed before visitors, was sitting before the samovar.
Next morning I got a little note: "If you are tobogganning to-day, come for me. And from that time I began going every day tobogganning with Nadenka, and as we flew down in the sledge, every time I pronounced in a low voice the same words: "I love you, Nadya!" Soon Nadenka grew used to that phrase as to alcohol or morphia. She could not live without it.
Nadya in her hat and overcoat went upstairs to take one more look at her mother, at all her belongings. She stood in her own room beside her still warm bed, looked about her, then went slowly in to her mother. Nina Ivanovna was asleep; it was quite still in her room. Nadya kissed her mother, smoothed her hair, stood still for a couple of minutes . . . then walked slowly downstairs.
NÁDYA. Well, naturally, for the most part about the ways of high society, about her dancing partners, and about the officers of the guard. And as she was often at balls, she told me what they talked about there, and whom she had liked best. Only how fine those young ladies are! LÍZA. What do you mean? NÁDYA. They're very gay. And where did they learn all that?
This night is shorter than a sparrow's beak. How can we go home then? How brave that Nádya is! Enter VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. LÍZA and VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. What are you doing there, dearest? LÍZA. Can't you see? I'm taking a stroll. VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. I see! How can I help it? But what kind of a night-walk is this? LÍZA. Well, when can we go walking?
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