BOLSHÓV. Why, about the fact that our years are approaching their decline; our health also is failing every minute, and the Creator alone can foresee what is ahead. So we have proposed, while we're still living, to give in marriage our only daughter; and in regard to her settlement we may hope also that she'll not bring into ill repute our resources and origin; above all, in other people's eyes.
USTÍNYA NAÚMOVNA. Just hear how sweetly he tells that, the jewel!
BOLSHÓV. And since now our daughter is here in person, and in view of the fact that we are convinced of the honorable conduct and the sufficient means of our future son-in-law, which for us is a matter of extreme concern, in consideration of God's blessing, we hereby designate him in the presence of these witnesses. Lipa, come here.
LÍPOCHKA. What do you want, daddy?
BOLSHÓV. Come here to me. I shan't eat you, never fear. Well, now, Lázar, toddle up!
PODKHALYÚZIN. Been ready a long time, sir!
BOLSHÓV. Now, Lipa, give me your hand.
LÍPOCHKA. How! What nonsense is this? Where did you get this rubbish?
BOLSHÓV. Look out that I don't have to force you!
USTÍNYA NAÚMOVNA. Now you're catching it, young lady!