SIMON. Nothing just now. They made me sit down, put out the lights and told me to sleep. And Tánya had hidden herself there. They didn't see her, but I did.
SECOND PEASANT. Why? What for?
SIMON. The Lord only knows—I can't make it out.
FIRST PEASANT. Naturally it is for the distraction of time.
SECOND PEASANT. Well, it's clear you and I can make nothing of it. You had better tell me whether you have taken all your wages yet.
SIMON. No, I've not drawn any. I have twenty-eight roubles to the good, I think.
SECOND PEASANT. That's all right! Well, if God grants that we get the land, I'll take you home, Simon.
SIMON. With all my heart!
SECOND PEASANT. You've got spoilt, I should say. You'll not want to plough?
SIMON. Plough? Only give me the chance! Plough or mow,—I'm game. Those are things one doesn't forget.