POTÁPYCH. But what's the use of talking to them a long time? What about? What kind of sciences would you talk about with them? Much they understand such stuff! You're just the master, and that's all.
LEONÍD. [Glances to one side] Who's this coming? That's NÁDYA, evidently.
Ah, Potápych, how pretty she is!
POTÁPYCH. She is related to me, sir, my niece. Her father was set free by the late master; he was employed in a confectioner's in Moscow. When her mother died, her mistress took and brought her up, and is awful fond of her. And because her father is dead, why, now, she's an orphan. She's a good girl.
LEONÍD. Looks as if they were coming this way.
POTÁPYCH. Well, let 'em.
GAVRÍLOVNA and NÁDYA enter.
SCENE III
The same, GAVRÍLOVNA and NÁDYA
GAVRÍLOVNA. How do you do, good master?
LEONÍD. [Bows] How do you do?