The Inspector-General

Excerpt: ... to say it to compliment me. Won't you please sit down? KHLESTAKOV. Just to stand near you is bliss. But if you insist, I will sit down. I am so, so happy to be at your side at last. ANNA. I beg your pardon, but I dare not take all the nice things you say to myself. I suppose you must have found travelling very unpleasant after living in the capital. KHLESTAKOV. Extremely unpleasant. I am accustomed, comprenez-vous, to life in the fashionable world, and suddenly to find myself on the road, in dirty inns with dark rooms and rude people-I confess that if it were not for this chance which-giving Anna a look and showing off compensated me for everything- ANNA. It must really have been extremely unpleasant for you. KHLESTAKOV. At this moment, however, I find it exceedingly pleasant, madam. ANNA. Oh, I cannot believe it. You do me much honor. I don't deserve it. KHLESTAKOV. Why don't you deserve it? You do deserve it, madam. ANNA. I live in a village. KHLESTAKOV. Well, after all, a village too has something. It has its hills and brooks. Of course it's not to be compared with St. Petersburg. Ah, St. Petersburg! What a life, to be sure! Maybe you think I am only a copying clerk. No, I am on a friendly footing with the chief of our department. He slaps me on the back. Come, brother, he says, and have dinner with me. I just drop in the office for a couple of minutes to say this is to be done so, and that is to be done that way. There's a rat of a clerk there for copying letters who does nothing but scribble all the time-tr, tr- They even wanted to make me a college assessor, but I think to myself, What do I want it for? And the doorkeeper flies after me on the stairs with the shoe brush. Allow me to shine your boots for you, Ivan Aleksandrovich, he says. To the Governor. Why are you standing, gentleman? Please sit down. ¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿GOVERNOR. Our rank is such that we can very Together well stand....