the way you treat me.

DOBCHINSKY. Godmother, upon my word, I ran so
fast to pay my respects to you that I'm all out of breath.
How do you do, Marya Antonovna?

MARYA. Good afternoon, Piotr Ivanovich.

ANNA. Well, tell me all about it. What is happening
at the inn?

DOBCHINSKY. I have a note for you from Anton Antonovich.

ANNA. But who is he? A general?

DOBCHINSKY. No, not a general, but every bit as
good as a general, I tell you. Such culture! Such dignified
manners!

ANNA. Ah! So he is the same as the one my husband
got a letter about.

DOBCHINSKY. Exactly. It was Piotr Ivanovich and
I who first discovered him.

ANNA. Tell me, tell me all about it.

DOBCHINSKY. It's all right now, thank the Lord. At
first he received Anton Antonovich rather roughly. He
was angry and said the inn was not run properly, and he