Anna Pávlovna (to SIMON). How dare you fight in my house?
Theodore Ivánitch. May I explain it to you, ma'am? I must tell you Simon is not indifferent to Tánya, and is engaged to her. And Gregory—one must admit the truth—does not behave properly, nor honestly, to her. Well, so I suppose Simon got angry with him.
Gregory. Not at all! It is all his spite, because I have discovered their trickery.
Anna Pávlovna. What trickery?
Gregory. Why, at the séance. All those things, last night,—it was not Simon but Tánya who did them! I saw her getting out from under the sofa with my own eyes.
Anna Pávlovna. What is that? From under the sofa?
Gregory. I give you my word of honor. And it was she who threw the paper on the table. If it had not been for her the paper would not have been signed, nor the land sold to the peasants.
Anna Pávlovna. And you saw it yourself?
Gregory. With my own eyes. Shall I call her? She'll not deny it.
Anna Pávlovna. Yes, call her.