AFÓNYA. What sort of a gentleman? Why is he coming?
TATYÁNA. Just the same kind of gentleman as all the rest. He's our acquaintance, a rich landowner; well, now get out!
AFÓNYA. He's a gentleman in his own house, but I'm one here. I'm not going to him, but he's coming here. I'm in my own house, and sick, so I won't consider anybody. Was it him you dressed up for?
TATYÁNA. That's my business, not yours.
LUKÉRYA brings in the samovar.
LUKÉRYA. [Placing the samovar on the table] Lev Rodionych is coming with some people.
TATYÁNA. I guess some of his relatives; what a horrid nuisance!
AFÓNYA. Nuisance! Why did you ever intrude into our family?
Enter KRASNÓV, KÚRITSYN, ULYÁNA.