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Sometimes
,
as
she
looked
at
the
strange
but
amusing
capers
cut
by
the
dancers
,
who
--
having
decided
once
for
all
that
being
disguised
,
no
one
would
recognize
them
--
were
not
at
all
shy
,
Pelagéya
Danílovna
hid
her
face
in
her
handkerchief
,
and
her
whole
stout
body
shook
with
irrepressible
,
kindly
,
elderly
laughter
.
"
My
little
Sásha
!
Look
at
Sásha
!
"
she
said
.
After
Russian
country
dances
and
chorus
dances
,
Pelagéya
Danílovna
made
the
serfs
and
gentry
join
in
one
large
circle
:
a
ring
,
a
string
,
and
a
silver
ruble
were
fetched
and
they
all
played
games
together
.
In
an
hour
,
all
the
costumes
were
crumpled
and
disordered
.
The
corked
eyebrows
and
mustaches
were
smeared
over
the
perspiring
,
flushed
,
and
merry
faces
.
Pelagéya
Danílovna
began
to
recognize
the
mummers
,
admired
their
cleverly
contrived
costumes
,
and
particularly
how
they
suited
the
young
ladies
,
and
she
thanked
them
all
for
having
entertained
her
so
well
.
The
visitors
were
invited
to
supper
in
the
drawing
room
,
and
the
serfs
had
something
served
to
them
in
the
ballroom
.
"
Now
to
tell
one
's
fortune
in
the
empty
bathhouse
is
frightening
!
"
said
an
old
maid
who
lived
with
the
Melyukóvs
,
during
supper
.
"
Why
?
"
said
the
eldest
Melyukóv
girl
.
"
You
would
n't
go
,
it
takes
courage
...
"
"
I
'll
go
,
"
said
Sónya
.
"
Tell
what
happened
to
the
young
lady
!
"
said
the
second
Melyukóv
girl
.
