C HUBUKOV : What’s that? What did you say? : Papa, send the mowers out to the Meadows at once! C HUBUKOV : What did you say, sir?
: Oxen Meadows are ours, and I shan’t give them up, shan’t give them up, shan’t give them up! : We’ll see! I’ll have the matter taken to court, and then I’ll show you! C HUBUKOV : To court?
You can take it to court, and all that! You can! I know you; you’re just on the look-out for a chance to go to court, and all that. You pettifogger!
All your people were like that! All of them! : Never mind about my people! The Lomovs have all been honourable people, and not one has ever been tried for embezzlement, like your grandfather!
C HUBUKOV : You Lomovs have had lunacy in your family, all of you! : All, all, all! C HUBUKOV : Your grandfather was a drunkard, and your younger aunt, Nastasya Mihailovna, ran away with an architect, and so on... : And your mother was hump-backed.
[ Clutches at his heart ] Something pulling in my side... My head.... Help! Water!
C HUBUKOV : Your father was a guzzling gambler! : And there haven’t been many backbiters to equal your aunt! C HUBUKOV : My left foot has gone to sleep... You’re an intriguer....Oh, my heart!
And it’s an open secret that before the last elections you bri... I can see stars... Where’s my hat? : It’s low!
It’s dishonest! It’s mean! C HUBUKOV : And you’re just a malicious, doublefaced intriguer! Yes!
: Here’s my hat. My heart! Which way? Where’s the door?
Oh I think I’m dying! My foot’s quite numb... [ Goes to the door .] C HUBUKOV : [ following him ] And don’t set foot in my house again! : Take it to court!
We’ll see! [ Lomov staggers out. ] C HUBUKOV : Devil take him! [ Walks about in excitement .] : What a rascal!
What trust can one have in one’s neighbours after that! C HUBUKOV : The villain!