Gregory. Though I do occupy the position of a footman, still I won't allow every peasant to hit me; I have my pride too.
Anna Pávlovna. Why, what has happened?
Gregory. Why, this Simon of yours has got so brave, sitting with the gentlemen, that he wants to fight!
Anna Pávlovna. Why? What for?
Gregory. Heaven only knows!
Anna Pávlovna (to SIMON). What is the meaning of it?
Simon. Why does he bother her?
Anna Pávlovna. What has happened?
Simon (smiles). Well, you see, he is always catching hold of Tánya, the lady's-maid, and she won't have it. Well, so I just moved him aside a bit, just so, with my hand.
Gregory. A nice little bit! He's almost caved my ribs in, and has torn my dress-coat, and he says, "The same power as came over me yesterday comes on me again," and he begins to squeeze me.