She made up her mind to take Liza with her.
"We must put an end to this!" broke from her lips.

"Very well, I'll take you with pleasure, Liza," she added aloud, "if Yulia Mihailovna is willing to let you come, of course." With a candid air and straightforward dignity she addressed the governor's wife directly.
"Oh, certainly, I don't want to deprive her of such a pleasure especially as I am myself..." Yulia Mihailovna lisped with amazing affability--"I myself...

know well what a fantastic, wilful little head it is!" Yulia Mihailovna gave a charming smile.
"I thank you extremely," said Varvara Petrovna, with a courteous and dignified bow.
"And I am the more gratified," Yulia Mihailovna went on, lisping almost rapturously, flushing all over with agreeable excitement, "that, apart from the pleasure of being with you Liza should be carried away by such an excellent, I may say lofty, feeling...

of compassion..." (she glanced at the "unhappy creature") "and...

and at the very portal of the temple...." "Such a feeling does you honour," Varvara Petrovna approved magnificently.