He kept it up a long time in the inn, got off a lot of allegories and ambiguities so that you couldn't make out head or tail.
Now he's shown himself up at last.—Spouted even more than necessary.
It's evident that he's a young man.
SCENE X
The same and Osip.
All rush to meet Osip, beckoning to him.
ANNA.
Come here, my good man.
GOVERNOR.
Hush! Tell me, tell me, is he asleep?
OSIP.
No, not yet. He's stretching himself a little.
ANNA.
What's your name?
OSIP.
Osip, madam.
GOVERNOR [to his wife and daughter].
That'll do, that'll do. [To Osip.] Well, friend, did they give you a good meal?
OSIP.
Yes, sir, very good. Thank you kindly.
ANNA.
Your master has lots of counts and princes visiting him, hasn't he?
OSIP [aside].
What shall I say?
Seeing as they've given me such good feed now, I s'pose they'll do even better later. [Aloud.] Yes, counts do visit him.
MARYA.
Osip, darling, isn't your master just grand?
ANNA.
Osip, please tell me, how is he—
GOVERNOR.
Do stop now.
You just interfere with your silly talk.
Well, friend, how—
ANNA.
What is your master's rank?
OSIP.
The usual rank.
GOVERNOR.
For God's sake, your stupid questions keep a person from getting down to business.
Tell me, friend, what sort of a man is your master? Is he strict? Does he rag and bully a fellow—you know what I mean—does he or doesn't he?
OSIP.
Yes, he likes things to be just so.
He insists on things being just so.
GOVERNOR.
I like your face.
You must be a fine man, friend.
What—?
ANNA.
Listen, Osip, does your master wear uniform in St. Petersburg?
GOVERNOR.