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Updated: June 29, 2025
"What do you say, young ladies?" asked Harry, at length, turning towards Elinor and Mary Van Alstyne, who had hitherto thought the conversation of too personal a nature, to speak much themselves. "Do you think I had better stay at home, and look after the stock at Greatwood, or go to St. Petersburg, and set up my droschky?"
"Don't worry, Vladimir Vassilyitch. I'm not going alone. There will be some one who will take excellent care of me." By an effort, de Windt refrained from questions. But as he watched his comrade depart, an hour later, his light luggage strapped on the droschky behind him, Vladimir's heart was heavy with foreboding.
He became at last desperate; and when one of them said he was tipsy, he did not doubt the man's word in the least only begged them to get a droschky; and then they thought he was speaking the Muscovite language. Never before had he been in such rough and vulgar company. "One might believe that the country was going back to heathenism," he observed. "This is the most terrible moment of my life."
Taking the nearest droschky, he directed it first to a chemist's shop, then to his own room, where Sósha opened to his knock, and noted, as he passed, the envelope in his hand, across which sprawled Zaremba's old, familiar writing. But the pink package with its crimson danger-label lay hidden in a pocket.
And, leaving her friends appeased by this sufficient but rather unexpected excuse, Nathalie hurried into a public droschky, and was presently flying through the streets towards the Petersburg station and Ivan. Thus was Ivan finally, and for all time, established in his own land.
Volochine had clothed his puny little body in virgin white, after sprinkling himself from head to foot with various essences; and, although he did not exactly approve of Sarudine's society, he hailed a droschky and hastened to the latter's rooms. Sarudine was sitting at the window, drinking cold tea. "What a lovely evening!" he kept saying to himself, as he looked out on the garden.
He strove to smile ironically, but the effort failed. His whole being was filled with joy, and such was his exhilaration that, like a bird, he felt ready to soar above the tree-tops, away, afar, into the blue, sunlit air. Towards evening he hired a droschky and drove towards the monastery, smiling on the world timidly, almost in confusion.
When he got home he spent nearly two hours examining his gun, fingering the lock, and taking aim at the lamp. He then carefully greased his old shooting-boots. On the following day, towards evening, Riasantzeff, fresh, hearty as ever, drove up in a droschky with a smart bay to fetch Yourii. "Are you ready?" he called out to him through the open window.
It is quite shocking that one glass of punch should have upset me like this." Two minutes afterwards he sat in a droschky, which was to drive him to Christian's Haven.
He only felt sorry that he would never see anything again. As they took him in a droschky to the hospital, he gazed about him with wide-opened eyes, striving to note everything at a glance, grieved that he could not firmly fix in his memory every little detail of this world with its ample sky, its human beings, its verdure, and its distant blue horizons.
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