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Updated: June 24, 2025
The cabman went up to the soldier, flopped down on his knees, and gave a smacking kiss on his hand. He did the same before nurse. Pelageya followed him mechanically, and she too bowed down to the ground. At last the outer door was opened, there was a whiff of white mist, and the whole party flocked noisily out of the kitchen into the yard.
He was timid about speaking to people older than himself, fearing lest he should appear in their eyes stupid and thick-headed. He often recalled Pelageya, and at first he felt melancholy whenever her image flashed before his imagination.
Yes, that's what it's come to! And why? What's the use of it all? Tell me that, pray. Isn't Afrikán Savvich a coarse, drunken fellow? Isn't he? MÍTYA. Perhaps Gordéy Kárpych has some business with Afrikán Savvich. PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. What sort of business! He has no business at all. You see Afrikán Savvich is always drinking with that Englishman.
Gordéy Kárpych won't be at home. MÍTYA. Good, I shall come without fail. PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. He's going off again, you see; he's going off there to that friend of his what's his name? MÍTYA. To Afrikán Savvich? PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. Yes, yes! He's quite gone on him! Lord forgive him! PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. Oh, I have no time. Really, they've become such friends that it beats everything!
She was younger and prettier than Pelageya, but her caresses were silent, cold. Foma imagined that deep in her heart she was concealing from everybody something terrible, that she would never love anyone, never reveal herself entire.
"Now, why frighten them?" said Pelageya Danilovna. "Mamma, you used to try your fate yourself..." said her daughter. "And how does one do it in a barn?" inquired Sonya. "Well, say you went to the barn now, and listened. It depends on what you hear; hammering and knocking that's bad; but a sound of shifting grain is good and one sometimes hears that, too."
PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. There there's the tea in the cupboard, in the little red caddy. ANNA IVÁNOVNA unlocks the door and takes out the caddy. MÍTYA comes in. The same and MÍTYA PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. What do you want, Mítya dear? PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. But what are you doing, Mítya? MÍTYA. I thank you for everything. PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. Where are you going? MÍTYA. I plan to go to my mother's.
Pelageya Danilovna, having given orders to clear the rooms for the visitors and arranged about refreshments for the gentry and the serfs, went about among the mummers without removing her spectacles, peering into their faces with a suppressed smile and failing to recognize any of them.
You can amuse yourself with them! GORDÉY KÁRPYCH. There, that's the idea of life she has! It makes you laugh to hear her. PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. What do you mean? Idea, idea! It would be better for you to give your guest something to eat. Would you like something, Afrikán Savvich? Have you really gone out of your mind! Hasn't Afrikán Savvich ever seen Madeira before!
ANNA IVÁNOVNA comes in. PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA and ANNA IVÁNOVNA PELAGÉYA EGÓROVNA. Here are the keys of the tea cupboard. Go along and pour it out for the guests, and do everything that is necessary you know yourself! I've walked my legs off! But you don't mind it; you're young yet yes, go and serve them. ANNA IVÁNOVNA. I'd just as soon as not. It's no great work; my hands won't wear out!
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