Tánya. I don't know how to answer. Only one thing,—let me go home.
[Enter BETSY unobserved.
Anna Pávlovna (to LEONÍD FYÓDORITCH). There, you see! You are being made a fool of.
Tánya. Let me go home, Anna Pávlovna!
Anna Pávlovna. No, my dear! You may have caused us a loss of thousands of roubles. Land has been sold that ought not to be sold!
Tánya. Let me go, Anna Pávlovna!
Anna Pávlovna. No; you'll have to answer for it! Such tricks won't do. We'll have you up before the Justice of the Peace!
Betsy (comes forward). Let her go, mamma. Or, if you wish to have her tried, you must have me tried too! She and I did it together.
Anna Pávlovna. Well, of course, if you have a hand in anything, what can one expect but the very worst results!
[Enter the PROFESSOR.