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Updated: June 15, 2025
'Why yes, you are going to your club. 'After the club... after the club. Shubin stretched himself again. 'No, Nikolai Artemyevitch, I want to work to-morrow. Another time. And he walked off. Nikolai Artemyevitch scowled, walked twice up and down the room, took a velvet box with the dressing-case out of the bureau and looked at it a long while, rubbing it with a silk handkerchief.
Anna Vassilyevna had never left her country villa so early, but this year with the first autumn chills her face swelled; Nikolai Artemyevitch for his part, having finished his cure, began to want his wife; besides, Augustina Christianovna had gone away on a visit to her cousin in Revel; a family of foreigners, known as 'living statues, des poses plastiques, had come to Moscow, and the description of them in the Moscow Gazette had aroused Anna Vassilyevna's liveliest curiosity.
You can't conceive what you will hear directly! Prepare yourself for the worst, I warn you! Anna Vassilyevna seemed stupefied. 'No, resumed Nikolai Artemyevitch, turning to Elena, 'you don't know what I am going to say! 'I am to blame towards you she began. 'Ah, at last! 'I am to blame towards you, pursued Elena, 'for not having long ago confessed
'Nikolai Artemyevitch! he shouted at the top of his voice, 'Augustina Christianovna is here and is asking for you! Nikolai Artemyevitch turned round infuriated, threatening Shubin with his fist; he stood still a minute and rapidly went out of the room. Elena fell at her mother's feet and embraced her knees. Uvar Ivanovitch was lying on his bed.
There were also in the room her husband and a certain Uvar Ivanovitch Stahov, a distant cousin of Nikolai Artemyevitch, a retired cornet of sixty years old, a man corpulent to the point of immobility, with sleepy yellowish eyes, and colourless thick lips in a puffy yellow face.
'Good Heavens, merciful powers! what does it mean? thought Nikolai Artemyevitch when he was left alone. 'What did that idiot tell me? Eh? I shall have to find out, though, what house it is, and who lives there. I must go myself. Has it come to this!... Un laquais! Quelle humiliation!
I don't know what you have done amiss, but you ought to apologise at once, because his health is very much deranged just now, and indeed we all ought when we are young to treat our benefactors with respect. 'Ah, what logic! thought Shubin, and he turned to Stahov. 'I am ready to apologise to you, Nikolai Artemyevitch, he said with a polite half-bow, 'if I have really offended you in any way.
'Good Heavens, Paul must apologise to you. 'Good Heavens, what are his apologies to me? And what do you mean by apologies? That's all words. 'Why, he must be corrected. 'Well, you can correct him yourself. He will listen to you sooner than to me. For my part I bear him no grudge. 'No, Nikolai Artemyevitch, you've not been yourself ever since you arrived.
'You say yourself that one ought not devant les domestiques' he added in an undertone. The servant gave Shubin a dubious look, while Nikolai Artemyevitch took the cup of coffee, added some cream, and seized some ten lumps of sugar. 'I was just going to say when the servant came in, he began, 'that I count for nothing in this house. That's the long and short of the matter.
'I know you have always looked on me as an "immoral" man, began Nikolai Artemyevitch suddenly. 'I! muttered Anna Vassilyevna, astounded. 'And very likely you are right. 'And I make no complaint against you, Nikolai Artemyevitch. 'C'est possible. In any case, I have no intention of justifying myself. Time will justify me.
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