The girl's face was pale and stern.
"You went for me," said Foma, reservedly.

"What for?
I can't understand." "I don't want to speak to you!" replied Luba, angrily.
"That's your affair.

But nevertheless, what wrong have I done to you ?" "You?
"I." "Understand me, I am suffocating! It is close here.

Is this life?
Is this the way how to live?
What am I?
I am a hanger-on in my father's house.

They keep me here as a housekeeper.