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To respect one's self and obey, that I can understand, that's happiness; but a subordinate existence ... No, I've had enough of that as it is. 'Enough of that as it is, Arkady repeated after Katya. 'Yes, yes, he went on, 'you're not Anna Sergyevna's sister for nothing; you're just as independent as she is; but you're more reserved.

"I live near Spasov, close to the V Monastery, in the service of Marta Sergyevna, Avdotya Sergyevna's sister. Perhaps your honour remembers her; she broke her leg falling out of her carriage on her way to a ball. Now her honour lives near the monastery, and I am in her service. And now as your honour sees, I am on my way to the town to see my kinsfolk." "Quite so, quite so."

They did not talk to each other in Anna Sergyevna's presence; Katya always shrank into herself under her sister's sharp eyes; while Arkady, as befits a man in love, could pay attention to nothing else when near the object of his passion; but he was happy with Katya alone.

Wife! wife! An angel from heaven has come to us." "What does it mean, good Lord!" faltered the old woman, running out of the drawing-room; and comprehending nothing, she fell on the spot at Anna Sergyevna's feet, in the passage, and began kissing her garments like a madwoman.

It was difficult to conjecture from Anna Sergyevna's face what impression was being made on her; it retained the same expression, gracious and refined; her beautiful eyes were lighted up by attention, but by quiet attention.

I used to be in the service of the late Mr. Gaganov, and many's the time I've seen you, sir, with Varvara Petrovna at the late Avdotya Sergyevna's. I used to go to you with books from her, and twice I brought you Petersburg sweets from her...." "Why, yes, I remember you, Anisim," said Stepan Trofimovitch, smiling. "Do you live here?"

'I wonder at that, she began; 'my sister has never felt so friendly to you as just now; much more so than when you first came. 'Really! 'Why, haven't you noticed it? Aren't you glad of it? Arkady grew thoughtful. 'How have I succeeded in gaining Anna Sergyevna's good opinion? Wasn't it because I brought her your mother's letters? 'Both that and other causes, which I shan't tell you. 'Why?

So people on a steamer at sea talk and laugh carelessly, for all the world as though they were on dry land; but let only the slightest hitch occur, let the least sign be seen of anything out of the common, and at once on every face there comes out an expression of peculiar alarm, betraying the constant consciousness of constant danger. Anna Sergyevna's conversation with Bazarov did not last long.

Her hair slipped loose and fell in a dark coil down her shoulders. Long after the lamp was still burning in Anna Sergyevna's room, and for long she stayed without moving, only from time to time chafing her hands, which ached a little from the cold of the night. Bazarov went back two hours later to his bed-room with his boots wet with dew, dishevelled and ill-humoured.

Anna Sergyevna's aunt, Princess H , a thin little woman with a pinched-up face, drawn together like a fist, and staring ill-natured-looking eyes under a grey front, came in, and, scarcely bowing to the guests, she dropped into a wide velvet covered arm-chair, upon which no one but herself was privileged to sit.