You have lost your mind! Somebody may come in here." Yura Mikhailovich said: "And you ?" Mamma said: "I am twenty-six years old to-day.

I am old!" Yura Mikhailovich said: "He does not know anything.

Is it possible that he does not know anything?
He does not even suspect?
Listen, does he shake everybody's hand so firmly ?" Mamma said: "What a question! Of course he does! That is--no, not everybody." Yura Mikhailovich said: "I feel sorry for him." Mamma said: "For him ?" And she laughed strangely.

Yurochka understood that they were talking of him, of Yurochka--but what did it all mean, O Lord?
And why did she laugh?
Yura Mikhailovich said: "Where are you going?
I will not let you go." Mamma said: "You offend me.

Let me go! No, you have no right to kiss me.