KUDRIASH. There's no one like you for such things. But what if your mother catches you?
VARVARA. Oh! How could she? It would never enter her head!
KUDRIASH. But if by ill luck, it were to?
VARVARA. Her first sleep is sound; in the early morning now, there is more chance of her being awake.
KUDRIASH. But there's never any knowing! Some evil spirit might rouse her up.
VARVARA. Well, even then! Our gate into the yard is locked on the inside, the garden side; she would knock and knock and then go away. And in the morning we'd declare we'd been sound asleep and heard nothing. Besides, Glasha's on the lookout; the faintest sound, she'd let us know in a minute. One can't do anything without some risk! No, indeed! the only thing is to mind what one's about and not get into a scrape. (Kudriash strikes a few cords on the guitar. Varvara leans on the shoulder of Kudriash who plays softly, paying no attention to her. Varvara yawning) How could we find out what time it is?
KUDRIASH. It's one o'clock.
VARVARA. How do you know?
KUDRIASH. A watchman struck one blow on his board just now.
VARVARA (yawning). It's late. Shout to them! We'll get out earlier tomorrow, so as to have longer.