Enter Akulína with a pail of water.
MARTHA [to Akulína] Mother, have you taken the parcel?
AKULÍNA. No, I know nothing about it. I haven't seen it.
MARTHA. Last night, I put it on the window-sill.
AKULÍNA. Yes, I saw it there.
MARTHA. Where can it be? [They look for it].
AKULÍNA. Dear me, what a shame!
Enter Neighbour.
NEIGHBOUR. Well Michael Tikhónych, are we to go for the wood?
MICHAEL. Yes, of course. I'm just going to harness; but you see we've lost something.