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'Go on, go on, continued Shubin, 'I only shouted, I won't detain you and you'd better slip straight into the garden you'll find Elena there, I fancy she's waiting for you... she's waiting for some one anyway.... Do you understand the force of those words: she is waiting! And do you know, my dear boy, an astonishing circumstance?
At first the conversation turned on commercial undertakings; they say he is very clever in business matters, and was almost throwing up his government post to take charge of a large manufacturing business. Pity he didn't do it! Then Shubin began to talk about the theatre; Mr. Kurnatovsky declared and I must confess without false modesty, that he has no ideas about art.
For nowadays every one judges from appearances; one man's an empty-headed fool, but gives himself airs of importance, and he's respected; while another, very likely, has talents which might which might gain him great distinction, but through modesty 'Aren't you a born statesman? asked Shubin in a jeering voice. 'Give over playing the fool! Nikolai Artemyevitch cried with heat.
'You're eloquent as Pythagoras, remarked Shubin; 'but do you know what I would advise you? 'What? 'When Augustina Christianovna comes back you take my meaning? 'Yes, yes; well, what? 'When you see her again you follow the line of my thought? 'Yes, yes, to be sure. 'Try beating her; see what that would do. Nikolai Artemyevitch turned away exasperated.
We are not blind, we see what goes on about us, but we are gentlemen, my dear sir, and we take our revenge like gentlemen.... But here, added Shubin, uncovering another figure, 'as the artist according to modern aesthetic principles enjoys the enviable privilege of embodying in himself every sort of baseness which he can turn into a gem of creative art, we in the production of this gem, number two, have taken vengeance not as gentlemen, but simply en canaille.
Besides no one troubled her much; Anna Vassilyevna was taken up with her swollen face; Shubin was working furiously; Zoya was given up to pensiveness, and disposed to read Werther; Nikolai Artemyevitch was much displeased at the frequent visits of 'the scholar, especially as his 'cherished projects' in regard to Kurnatovsky were making no way; the practical chief secretary was puzzled and biding his time.
I have a little thing, a dressing-case, I bought it the other day at Rosenstrauch's; but I don't know really if it will do. 'I suppose you bought it for her, the lady at Revel? 'Why, certainly. I had some idea. 'Well, in that case, it will be sure to do. Shubin got up from his seat. 'Are we going out this evening, Pavel Yakovlitch, eh? Nikolai Artemyevitch asked with an amicable leer.
'Here, pursued Shubin, 'is a gentleman, not young to judge by appearances, but what blissful, child-like faith is still hidden in him! Respect! And do you know, you primitive creature, what Nikolai Artemyevitch was in a rage with me for? Why I spent the whole of this morning with him at his German woman's; we were singing the three of us "Do not leave me."
They love each other, and I have been of use to them.... The future go-between between science and the Russian public Shubin calls me; it seems as though it had been decreed at my birth that I should be a go-between. But if I'm mistaken? No, I'm not mistaken It was bitter for Andrei Petrovitch, and he could not turn his mind to Raumer.
Shubin looked round, and, whispering 'Wait a minute! he ran off, skipping and hopping to his own room, brought back a piece of clay, and began modelling a bust of Zoya, shaking his head and muttering and laughing to himself. 'At his old tricks again, observed Elena, glancing at his work. She turned to Bersenyev, with whom she was continuing the conversation begun at dinner.
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