Leoníd Fyódoritch. Well, it did get there!
[Exit. THEODORE IVÁNITCH follows him out.
Tánya (gets from under the sofa and laughs). Oh, dear, oh dear! Well, I did get a fright when he got hold of the thread! (Shrieks.) Well, anyhow, it's all right—he has signed it!
[Enter GREGORY.
Gregory. So it was you that was fooling them?
Tánya. What business is it of yours?
Gregory. And do you think the missis will be pleased with you for it? No, you bet; you're caught now! I'll tell them what tricks you're up to, if you don't let me have my way!
Tánya. And you'll not get your way, and you'll not do me any harm!
CURTAIN