Nan (at the door). And if he's there, what am I to say?
Anísya. You only see if he's there.
Nan. All right. I'll be back in a winking.
[Long silence.
Mítritch (roars). Oh Lord! merciful Nicholas!
Neighbor (starting). Oh, how he scared me! Who is it?
Anísya. Why, Mítritch, our laborer.
Neighbor. Oh dear, oh dear, what a fright he did give me! I had quite forgotten. But tell me, dear, I've heard some one's been wooing Akoulína?
Anísya (gets up from the loom and sits down by the table). There was some one from Dédlovo; but it seems the affair's got wind there too. They made a start, and then stopped; so the thing fell through. Of course, who'd care to?
Neighbor. And the Lizounófs from Zoúevo?