NATASHA [going out] I thought you were going to church . . . ?
KOSTILYOFF. None of your business what we intended doing! Mind your own affairs—and do what you’re told!
PEPEL. Shut up, you! She’s no longer your servant! Don’t go, Natalia—don’t do a thing!
NATASHA. Stop ordering me about—you’re commencing too soon! [Leaves]
PEPEL [to Kostilyoff] That’s enough. You’ve used her long enough—now she’s mine!
KOSTILYOFF. Yours? When did you buy her—and for how much?
[Vassilisa roars with laughter.]
LUKA. Go away, Vasya!
PEPEL. Don’t laugh, you fools—or first thing you know I’ll make you cry!
VASSILISA. Oh, how terrible! Oh—how you frighten me!