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"Did you hear about that affair?" asked Avdotya Romanovna. "Do you suppose " Pulcheria Alexandrovna continued warmly. "Do you suppose that my tears, my entreaties, my illness, my possible death from grief, our poverty would have made him pause? No, he would calmly have disregarded all obstacles. And yet it isn't that he doesn't love us!"
It was a long time before the voice was still ... Avdotya listened and listened; all at once it seemed to break off, rang out boldly once more and slowly died away.... Avdotya crossed herself and laid her head on the pillow.... Half an hour passed.... She sat up and softly got out of bed. "Where are you going, wife?" Akim asked in his sleep. She stopped.
Razumihin, of course, was ridiculous in his sudden drunken infatuation for Avdotya Romanovna. Yet apart from his eccentric condition, many people would have thought it justified if they had seen Avdotya Romanovna, especially at that moment when she was walking to and fro with folded arms, pensive and melancholy.
But the landlady is out of the question; it's all right for me, but it's out of the question for you: she wouldn't take you, for she's... for she's a fool... She'd be jealous on my account of Avdotya Romanovna and of you, too, if you want to know... of Avdotya Romanovna certainly. She is an absolutely, absolutely unaccountable character! But I am a fool, too!... No matter! Come along!
"Ah, then you are lying! I see... you were lying... lying all the time.... I don't believe you! I don't believe you!" cried Dounia, completely losing her head. Almost fainting, she sank on to a chair which Svidrigailov made haste to give her. "Avdotya Romanovna, what is it? Control yourself! Here is some water. Drink a little...." He sprinkled some water over her.
You're an advocate of patriarchal despotism. You want to have the whip in your hand! 'A whip's an excellent thing, remarked Bazarov; 'but we've got to the last drop. 'Of what? interrupted Evdoksya. 'Of champagne, most honoured Avdotya Nikitishna, of champagne not of your blood. 'I can never listen calmly when women are attacked, pursued Evdoksya. 'It's awful, awful.
The small gentleman's house in the Moscow style, in which Avdotya Nikitishna, otherwise Evdoksya, Kukshin, lived, was in one of the streets of X , which had been lately burnt down; it is well known that our provincial towns are burnt down every five years.
"What a very competent and... devoted young man!" cried Pulcheria Alexandrovna exceedingly delighted. "He seems a splendid person!" Avdotya Romanovna replied with some warmth, resuming her walk up and down the room. It was nearly an hour later when they heard footsteps in the corridor and another knock at the door.
They walked in silence to the village. When they began to get close to the hut, Avdotya was so overcome with terror that her knees began to tremble. "Good Petrovitch," she said, "go in first.... Tell him that I have come." The old man went into the hut and found Akim lost in thought, sitting just as he had left him. "Well?" said Akim raising his head, "hasn't she come?"
It is a nonsensical story, too, that a poor but respectable lady was caught as she passed by and promptly thrashed; yet I read myself an account of this incident afterwards among the provincial items of a Petersburg newspaper. Many people in the town talked of an old woman called Avdotya Petrovna Tarapygin who lived in the almshouse by the cemetery.
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