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Updated: May 23, 2025
With her books and her dispensary she will find life has slipped by without having noticed it. . . . She must be married." Genya, pale from reading, with her hair disarranged, raised her head and said as it were to herself, looking at her mother: "Mother, everything is in God's hands." And again she buried herself in her book. Byelokurov came in his tunic and embroidered shirt.
Genya saw us out to the gate, and perhaps because she had been with me all day, from morning till night, I felt dull without her, and that all that charming family were near and dear to me, and for the first time that summer I had a yearning to paint. "Tell me, why do you lead such a dreary, colourless life?" I asked Byelokurov as I went home.
"Good breeding is shown, not by not upsetting the sauce, but by not noticing it when somebody else does," said Byelokurov, with a sigh. "Yes, a splendid, intellectual family! I've dropped out of all decent society; it's dreadful how I've dropped out of it! It's all through work, work, work!" He talked of how hard one had to work if one wanted to be a model farmer.
When we got home Byelokurov sat down on the sofa and frowned thoughtfully, and I began walking up and down the room, conscious of a soft emotion as though I were in love. I wanted to talk about the Voltchaninovs. "Lida could only fall in love with a member of the Zemstvo, as devoted to schools and hospitals as she is," I said.
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