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Updated: May 11, 2025
I saw that she was unhappy, so unhappy, and I thought how I could divert her a little; and besides that, I had heard that she had so much talent. Do show her some pity, Fedor Ivanich she is utterly crushed only ask Gedeonovsky broken down entirely, tout-a-fait. How can you say such things of her?" Lavretsky merely shrugged his shoulders. "And besides, what a little angel your Adochka is!
When they arrived at her house Varvara lightly bounded from the carriage, as only a lionne could bound, turned towards Gedeonovsky, and suddenly burst out laughing in his face. "A charming creature," thought the councillor of state, as he made his way home to his lodgings, where his servant was waiting for him with a bottle of opodeldoc. "It's as well that I'm a steady man But why did she laugh?"
When she reached home Varvara Pavlovna bounded lightly out of the carriage only real lionesses know how to bound like that and turning round to Gedeonovsky she burst suddenly into a ringing laugh right in his face.
Panshin brightened up at Lavretsky's departure: he began to give advice to Gedeonovsky, paid ironical attentions to Madame Byelenitsin, and at last sang his song. But with Lisa he still spoke and looked as before, impressively and rather mournfully. Again Lavretsky did not sleep all night. He was not sad, he was not agitated, he was quite clam; but he could not sleep.
After the words, "I suffer!" he breathed a light sigh, and with downcast eyes let his voice die gradually away. When he had finished; Liza praised the air, Maria Dmitrievna said, "Charming!" and Gedeonovsky exclaimed, "Enchanting! the words and the music are equally enchanting!" Lenochka kept her eyes fixed on the singer with childish reverence.
She sat down to play cards together with her and Gedeonovsky, and Marfa Timofyevna led Lisa away up-stairs with her, saying that she looked shocking, and that she must certainly have a headache. "Yes, she has an awful headache," observed Marya Dmitrievna, turning to Varvara Pavlovna and rolling her eyes, "I myself have often just such sick headaches." "Really!" rejoined Varvara Pavlovna.
"A model young man, one may say," remarked Gedeonovsky. Varvara Pavlovna suddenly began to play a noisy waltz by Strauss, beginning with so loud and quick a trill that Gedeonovsky fairly started. Right in the middle of the waltz she passed abruptly into a plaintive air, and ended with the Fra poco out of Lucia. She had suddenly remembered that joyful music was not in keeping with her position.
A strange callousness, the callousness of the condemned, had come over her. During dinner Varvara Pavlovna said little. She seemed to have become timid again, and her face wore an expression of modest melancholy. Gedeonovsky was the only person who kept the conversation alive, relating several of his stories, though from time to time he looked timidly at Marfa Timofeevna and coughed.
"A sylphide!" repeated Gedeonovsky, raising his eyes towards heaven. The dinner hour arrived. Marfa Timofyevna came down from up-stairs, when the soup was already on the table. She treated Varvara Pavlovna very drily, replied in half-sentences to her civilities, and did not look at her.
A slight cloud of melancholy flitted over all the young faces. "But Matross is alive," said Lenotchka suddenly. "And Gedeonovsky," added her brother. At Gedeonovsky's name a merry laugh broke out at once.
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