LUKÉRYA. Then we on our side will observe the courtesies and will return your call. Besides, we often visit your landlady, so if it's pleasant for you to see us, you can call in there.
BABÁYEV. [Withdrawing to one side with TATYÁNA] Doesn't married life bore you?
TATYÁNA. [After a pause] I don't know; what can I say to that?
BABÁYEV. My darling Tatyána Danílovna, be perfectly frank with me. You know what kind feelings I've always had for you.
TATYÁNA. Why should I be so frank with you? What good can come of it? It's too late to mend things now.
BABÁYEV. If you can't mend things entirely, at least, darling Tatyána Danílovna, you can sweeten your existence for a time, so that you will not be entirely smothered by the vulgar life around you.
TATYÁNA. For a time, yes! Then life will be harder than ever. 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——
TATYÁNA. [Turning away] Please don't talk to me like that! I didn't expect to hear such things from you, Valentin Pávlich.
LUKÉRYA. [To BABÁYEV] You're getting in pretty deep there. 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.