ANNA IVÁNOVNA. Oh, you modest thing! I'd like to say a word—but it wouldn't be nice before the boys!—I've been a girl myself. I know all about it.
LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. There are girls and girls!
MÁSHA. Oh, how embarrassing!
LÍZA. What you say sounds very strange to us, and, I must say, it's disconcerting.
RAZLYULYÁYEV. Ha, ha, ha!
ANNA IVÁNOVNA. What were we talking about just now up-stairs? Do you want me to tell? Shall I tell them? Well, have you calmed down now?
RAZLYULYÁYEV. Ha, ha, ha!
ANNA IVÁNOVNA. What are you opening your mouth for? It wasn't about you—don't you worry.
RAZLYULYÁYEV. Even if it wasn't about me, still it may be there is some one who thinks about me. I know what I know! [Dances to a tune.
"Who does not love a hussar!
Life without love would be sad!"