Agàfia. Oh! if you knew how I shook and trembled! I never felt like that in my life before. But what a dreadful man that Yaìchnitza is! What a tyrant he would be to his wife! I keep fancying every minute that he’s coming back!
Koch. Oh, no! he won’t come back. I’ll lay my head on it that neither of the two will show his nose here again.
Agàfia. And the third?
Koch. What third?
Zhev. (Poking his head in at the door; aside). I’m simply wild to know what she’ll say about me with that little rosebud of a mouth!
Agàfia. I mean Baltazàr Baltazàrovich.
Zhev. (aside). Ah! that’s it! that’s it! (Rubs his hands.)
Koch. Oh! that creature! I was wondering who you could be talking about. My dear lady, the man’s a complete idiot—Heaven knows what!
Zhev. (aside). What’s that? That I confess I don’t understand.
Agàfia. Do you know, he seems to me a very nice person?