Anton Chekhov

“ Pelagia and the driver did not see one another, and if any one mentioned his name to her she would fly into a rage and exclaim:
"Bad luck to him ! As if I ever thought of him at all—ugh!"
One evening, while Pelagia and the nurse were busily cutting out clothes in the kitchen, mamma came in and said:
"Of course you may marry him, Pelagia, that is your own affair, but I want you to understand that I can't have him living here. You know I don't like to have men sitting in the kitchen. Remember that ! And I can't ever let you go out for the night." ”

“ Mamma was annoyed because nurse smelled of vodka and because, with all these weddings, there never was any one to put on the samovar. Pelagia had not come in when Grisha went to bed that night.
"Poor woman, she is crying out there somewhere in the dark," he thought. "And the driver is telling her to shut up!"
Next morning the cook was back in the kitchen again. The driver came in for a few minutes. He thanked mamma, and, casting a stern look at Pelagia, said:
"Keep a sharp eye on her, my lady ! And you, too, Aksinia, don't let her alone; make her behave herself. No nonsense for her ! ”

“ A spasm passed over Pelagia's features and she began to bawl. The sergeant picked up a huge loaf of bread from the table, pulled the nurse to his side, and commenced the ceremony. The driver approached the sergeant and flopped down on his knees before him, delivering a smacking kiss on his hand. Pelagia went mechanically after him and also flopped down on her knees. At last the outside door opened, a gust of white mist blew into the kitchen, and the assembly streamed out into the courtyard.
"Poor, poor woman!" thought Grisha, listening to the cook's sobs. "Where are they taking her. ”