I don’t get time to breathe... I am sleepy... I want to sleep...Varka
At one o’clock the mistress and her daughter-in-law come in to dinner.Narrator
Her head aches, and there is a singing in her earsNarrator
She dreams that everyone is asleep, and she alone is awake.Narrator describing Varka
Death from starvation is the end of all kinds of thingsNarrator
Isn’t it time you were asleep, Varka?Mistress's Son
There’s always a shimmer and quiver before her eyes...Narrator describing Varka
Varka laughs, and to her mind it seems as though it is not she laughing, but somebody else...Narrator
It is easier and more pleasant to write letters than to plough...Narrator
Her head droops to one side... She wants to sleep...Narrator describing Varka