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But there was your grandfather, Piotr Andreitch, built himself a palace of stone, but he never grew rich; everything with him went badly, and he lived worse than his father by far, and he got no pleasure from it for himself, but spent all his money, and now there is nothing to remember him by not a silver spoon has come down from him, and we have Glafira Petrovna's management to thank for all that is saved.
I allow no one to make a laughing stock of me, and, God knows, when I am furious, I advise nobody to come near me, damn it all! There's nothing I might not do! One of the young ladies, probably noticing from my face what a rage I am in, and anxious to propitiate me, says: "I did exactly what you told me, Nikolay Andreitch; I watched the animals.
The steward looked at her intently. 'Well, Taniusha, he said, 'would you like to be married? Our lady has chosen a husband for you. 'Yes, Gavrila Andreitch. And whom has she deigned to name as a husband for me? she added falteringly. 'Kapiton, the shoemaker. 'Yes, sir. 'He's a feather-brained fellow, that's certain. But it's just for that the mistress reckons upon you. 'Yes, sir.
For my part I think it would be better to give you a good hiding. But there it's her business. Well? are you agreeable?" Kapiton grinned. "Matrimony is an excellent thing for any one, Gavrila Andreitch; and, as far as I am concerned, I shall be quite agreeable." "Very well, then," replied Gavrila, while he reflected to himself: "There's no denying the man expresses himself very properly.
Why, because, as you know yourself, Gavrila Andreitch, he's deaf, and what's more, has no more wit than the heel of my foot. Why, he's a sort of beast, a heathen idol, Gavrila Andreitch, and worse ... a block of wood; what have I done that I should have to suffer from him now?
"But you'll deceive us," Gavrila waved back in response. Gerasim looked at him, smiled scornfully, struck himself again on the breast, and slammed to the door. They all looked at one another in silence. "What does that mean?" Gavrila began. "He's locked himself in." "Let him be, Gavrila Andreitch," Stepan advised; "he'll do it if he's promised.
"When seconds suggest reconciliation they are usually not listened to; it is looked upon as a formality. Amour propre and all that. But I humbly beg you to look carefully at Ivan Andreitch. He's not in a normal state, so to speak, to-day not in his right mind, and a pitiable object. He has had a misfortune. I can't endure gossip. . . ." Sheshkovsky flushed crimson and looked round.
Ivan Andreitch Laevsky, a thin, fair young man of twenty-eight, wearing the cap of a clerk in the Ministry of Finance and with slippers on his feet, coming down to bathe, found a number of acquaintances on the beach, and among them his friend Samoylenko, the army doctor.
Piotr Andreitch, on hearing of his son's marriage, took to his bed, and forbade Ivan Petrovitch's name to be mentioned before him; but his mother, without her husband's knowledge, borrowed from the rector, and sent 500 roubles and a little image to his wife.
"I like my dad," said Andrey Andreitch, touching his father on the shoulder. "He is a splendid old fellow, a dear old fellow." Everyone was silent for a space. Sasha suddenly burst out laughing and put his dinner napkin to his mouth. "So you believe in hypnotism?" said Father Andrey to Nina Ivanovna.
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