AFÓNYA. You just wait, just wait! You'll get sick of deceiving us; I'll show you up.
LUKÉRYA. Don't threaten! We're not afraid of you.
AFÓNYA. [With tears] Heavens! My God! What's all this? What a man it is they're deceiving before his very eyes! [Runs out.
ACT IV
TABLEAU I
A street before PROKÓFYEVNA's house. Twilight
SCENE I
ULYÁNA and PROKÓFYEVNA come out of the gate
PROKÓFYEVNA. What is it, Ulyana! What is it! How is it possible! Don't think of such a thing! You just imagined it. Believe me, you just imagined it.
ULYÁNA. Say what you like about imagining! Thank Heaven, I'm not blind yet. Not to recognize her! Why, I'd pick her out of a thousand by her dress. We have only one style for our clothes; on holidays we don't wear the clothes she does on week-days. You and I were just coming out of the door, and she was just going in to see him.