Leoníd Fyódoritch. Sh...!
[GROSSMAN goes about, searches near the FIRST and SECOND PEASANTS, then approaches the THIRD, and stumbles over a bench.
Baroness. Mais dites-moi, on le [paye?] [6]
Anna Pávlovna. Je ne saurais vous dire.
Baroness. Mais c'est un monsieur?
Anna Pávlovna. Oh, oui!
Baroness. Ça tient du miraculeux. N'est ce pas? Comment est-ce qu'il trouve?
Anna Pávlovna. Je ne saurais vous dire. Mon mari vous l'expliquera. (Noticing PEASANTS, turns round, and sees the SERVANTS' COOK.) Pardon ... what is this?
[BARONESS goes up to the group.
Anna Pávlovna. (to SERVANTS' COOK). Who let the peasants in?