MADAM ULANBÉKOV. Good Lord! You're still drunk, I guess.
GRÍSHA. Not a bit, ma'am.
MADAM ULANBÉKOV. Nonsense! I can see.
GRÍSHA. But, really, ma'am! One can say anything about a man.
MADAM ULANBÉKOV. Bah, you disgraceful scamp! He still denies it! This is awful! This is awful! Now, speak up, where've you been?
GRÍSHA. Why, really, ma'am! I just informed you, ma'am.
MADAM ULANBÉKOV. Were you at the fair all night?
GRÍSHA. I just informed you so, ma'am.
MADAM ULANBÉKOV. How did you dare, when I let you go for only a short time?
GRÍSHA. Well, really, ma'am! I did want to go home, but they wouldn't let me, ma'am.