I would be dependent upon her. I can fancy how, like a typical woman, she will lock the money up as soon as she gets it. . . . She will hide it from me. . . . She will look after her relations and not give me a penny."
Ivan Dmitritch thought of her relations. All those wretched brothers and sisters and aunts and uncles would come crawling about as soon as they heard of the winning ticket, would begin whining like beggars, and fawning upon them with oily, hypocritical smiles.