MÍTYA. It shall be as you wish.
LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. [Rises] Will you come up-stairs to us?
MÍTYA. I will—this minute.
LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Good-by.
MÍTYA. To our pleasant meeting!
LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA goes to the door; from the doorway LYUBÍM KÁRPYCH comes in.
SCENE XI
The same and LYUBÍM KÁRPYCH
LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA. Ah!
LYUBÍM KÁRPYCH. [Looking at LYUBÓV GORDÉYEVNA] Wait! What sort of a creature is this? On what pretext? On what business? We must consider this matter.