She stopped, 'What will turn out badly ?' 'Why, that!' 'That what ?' 'Why, that you keep company with a soldier-lodger and no longer care for me!' 'I'll care just as long as I choose.

You're not my father, nor my mother.

What do you want?
I'll care for whom I like!' 'Well, all right...' said Lukashka, 'but remember!' He moved towards the shop.

'Girls!' he shouted, 'why have you stopped?
Go on dancing.
Nazarka, fetch some more chikhir.' 'Well, will they come ?' asked Olenin, addressing Beletski.
'They'll come directly,' replied Beletski.

'Come along, we must prepare the ball.'.