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Vassily Ivanovitch all at once turned quite white, and, without uttering a word, rushed to his study, from which he returned at once with a bit of caustic in his hand. Bazarov was about to take it and go away. 'For mercy's sake, said Vassily Ivanovitch, 'let me do it myself. Bazarov smiled. 'What a devoted practitioner! 'Don't laugh, please. Show me your finger. The cut is not a large one.
And, only fancy, I had hardly time to wonder what sort of trick would be played this time, when the sweet creature was moving again. And moving was not all; it came out from under the bed, walked across the room, tapped on the floor with its paws, shook its ears and all of a sudden pushed against the very chair that was close by Vassily Vassilitch's bed.
Never had Vassily been more courteous and delightful.
'He will be famous! repeated the old man, and he sank into a reverie. 'Arina Vlasyevna sent me to call you in to tea, announced Anfisushka, coming by with an immense dish of ripe raspberries. Vassily Ivanovitch started. 'And will there be cooled cream for the raspberries? 'Yes. 'Cold now, mind! Don't stand on ceremony, Arkady Nikolaitch; take some more. How is it Yevgeny doesn't come?
'Come, mother, began Vassily, 'don't torment yourself, the trouble may yet be set right.... If Rogatchov... Olga Ivanovna shuddered, and drew herself up. 'If Rogatchov, pursued Vassily, with a meaning glance at Olga Ivanovna, 'imagines that he can disgrace an honourable family with impunity... Olga Ivanovna was overcome with horror. 'In my house, moaned Anna Pavlovna. 'Calm yourself, mother.
His sister, Natalia, with the assistance of her husband, had brought into the world in the course of three years no less than four babies; between her and Vassily was a perfect gulf.... Anna Pavlovna went to church, prayed, fasted, and was preparing herself for death.
'Me a philosopher! wailed Vassily Ivanovitch, while the tears fairly streamed down his cheeks. Bazarov got worse every hour; the progress of the disease was rapid, as is usually the way in cases of surgical poisoning. He still had not lost consciousness, and understood what was said to him; he was still struggling.
This gentleman, he pointed to the portrait of a man in uniform, 'served as a lieutenant in the Guards, Vassily Ivanovitch Lutchinov, expired by the will of God in the year seventeen hundred and ninety.
He was sitting in his single rocking-chair, by the open dormer of his attic-room, in one of the narrow dwelling streets on Vassily Island the poorest quarter of Petersburg. Day after day had he sat thus, coming, by slow, rather timorous degrees, face to face with himself and his new surroundings.
"Go along, go along; we know without your help what is opposed to the law and what's not; and you soothe his mind, reverend father, soothe him. Next: Vassily Nikitin." And they lead the trembling youth away.
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