LÍPOCHKA. Well, do it! [PODKHALYÚZIN kneels] What a horrid waistcoat you have on!
PODKHALYÚZIN. I'll give this one to Tishka, ma'am, and I'll get myself one on the Kuznetsky Bridge, only don't ruin me! [Silence] Well, Olimpiáda Samsónovna, ma'am?
LÍPOCHKA. Let me think.
PODKHALYÚZIN. Think about what, ma'am?
LÍPOCHKA. How can I help thinking?
PODKHALYÚZIN. Why, you don't need to think!
LÍPOCHKA. I'll tell you what, Lázar Elizárych!
PODKHALYÚZIN. What're your orders, ma'am?
LÍPOCHKA. Carry me off on the quiet.
PODKHALYÚZIN. But why on the quiet, ma'am, when your papa and mamma are so willing?