Yaìch. You don’t want?... In what sense do you mean that?
Agàfia. Oh, I didn’t mean.... I.... Oh, indeed!... (Gathering up her courage.) Get along with you.... (Aside, clasping her hands.) Oh, dear! Oh, dear! what have I said!
Yaìch. “Get ... along with you”?!... What does “get along with you” mean?... Permit me to ask, what do you mean by this? (Places arms akimbo, and advances towards her threateningly.)
Agàfia (stares at him; then screams). Oh! oh! he’s going to beat me! (Exit running. Yaìchnitza stands open-mouthed; Arìna Pantelèymovna, hearing the noise, runs in, looks at him, and screams.)
Arìna. Oh! he’s going to beat us! (Exit running.)
Yaìch. What’s it all about? What can have happened? (Door-bell rings; voice heard without.)
Koch. (without). Go in; go in! What are you stopping for?
Pod. (without). You go first; I’ll come in a minute; I’ll just fasten my strap; it’s come undone.
Koch. (without). I know you’ll sneak away again.
Pod. (without). No, I won’t; I won’t, indeed!