Tánya. Fédor Iványch, I can't stay here any longer. Will you ask for my dismissal? (Yákov running in.)
Fédor Iványch (to Yákov). What do you want?
Yákov. Another samovár, and some oranges.
Fédor Iványch. Ask the housekeeper for them! (Yákov runs away.)
Fédor Iványch. What is that for?
Tánya. Why, you know what I want to do!
Yákov (running in). There are not enough oranges there.
Fédor Iványch. Serve as many as there are. (Yákov runs away.) You have chosen a bad time: you see what an upheaval there is here now—
Tánya. You know yourself, Fédor Iványch, that there will be no end to this upheaval, no matter how long I may wait, and what I am about to do is for a lifetime You, dear Fédor Iványch, have already done me a great favour. Be now again in place of my own father, and choose the right time and tell the master about it. Or else he will get angry, and will not let me have my papers.
Fédor Iványch. You are in a terrible hurry!
Tánya. Everything has been settled, Fédor Iványch, and I should like to go back to godmother, and get ready. The wedding is to be after Quasimodo Sunday. Do tell him, Fédor Iványch!
Fédor Iványch. Go now, this is not the place for you just now.
(An elderly gentleman comes down-stairs and, without saying a word, goes away with Second Footman. Tánya exit.)
Scene XIV. Fédor Iványch, First Footman, and Yákov (who enters).
Yákov. Fédor Iványch, this is a burning shame! She wants to discharge me. She says: "You are bun-
