The women are flouncing in the depths of despair, they are weeping, wringing their hands and wailing loudly. The finally realised the trick, their husbands don't wait for them here. But the guards' cynical jeering is the most revolting.

"Vasya! Where is he, my Vasya?" one of the women weeps.

"Why do you need Vasya? Am I, Petya, worse than Vasya? Probably I might replace him?" one of the guards laughs.