"Mamma ... remember!..." said Vasíly, slowly.
That one word shook Anna Pávlovna violently. She leaned against the back of her chair, and fell to sobbing.
Olga Ivánovna softly raised her head and attempted to fling herself at the old woman's feet, but Vasíly restrained her, raised her up, and seated her in another arm-chair. Anna Pávlovna continued to weep and whisper incoherent words....
"Listen, mamma,"—began Vasíly. "Don't be so overwhelmed! This calamity can still be alleviated.... If Rogatchyóff ...."
Olga Ivánovna shuddered and straightened herself up.
"If Rogatchyóff,"—pursued Vasíly, with a significant glance at Olga Ivánovna,—"has imagined that he can with impunity disgrace an honourable family ...."
Olga Ivánovna was terrified.
"In my house,"—moaned Anna Pávlovna.
"Calm yourself, mamma. He has taken advantage of her inexperience, of her youth, he .... did you wish to say something?"—he added, perceiving that Olga was trying to get at him.
Olga Ivánovna fell back in her chair.