You don't care to stay at Lavriky: well, that's your own affair, only mind you go and say a prayer at our mother's grave, and our grandmother's too while you are there.

Out there in foreign parts you have picked up all kinds of ideas, but who knows?
Perhaps even in their graves they will feel that you have come to them.

And, Fedya, don't forget to have a service sung too for Glafira Petrovna; here's a silver rouble for you.

Take it, take it, I want to pay for a service for her.

I had no love for her in her lifetime, but all the same there's no denying she was a girl of character.