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Updated: May 8, 2025
Seating myself by Gubin on some trampled straw in the hut ordinarily used by the watchman of the Birkins' extensive orchard, I found that, owing to the orchard being set on a hillside, I could see over the tops of the apple and pear and fig trees, where their tops hung bespangled with dew as with quicksilver, and view the whole town and its multicoloured churches, yellow, newly-painted prison, and yellow-painted bank.
Immediately the company pressed around him with groans and ejaculations, and Gubin alone continued to harness the pony with swift and dexterous hands saying to me through his teeth as he did so, and without looking at anyone: "That is how those wretched folk ALWAYS defer things until too late." The next person to present herself at the entrance gates was a beggar-woman.
Gubin muttered as he peered into the well. "Isn't it a barbarous hole? The right thing would be to pull it down wholesale, and then rebuild it on larger and less restricted lines. Yet these fools merely go tacking new additions on to the old." For awhile his lips moved as in an incantation.
Then he, Gubin, kept silent awhile, and merely breathed heavily, and twisted his body about. But suddenly, he resumed in a strange whisper: "Fifteen years ago no, surely it was longer ago than that? Madame Nadkin, Nadezhda's mother-in-law, made it her practice to come to this spot to meet her lover. And a fine gallant HE was!"
Gubin said with an oath: "Fine masters these masters who grudge one a groat, and squander a rouble! What if a fire WERE to break out? Oh, the blockheads!"
And everywhere, yellow leaves fluttered to earth, and, in doing so, so closely resembled birds as to make it not always easy to distinguish whether a leaf or a tomtit had glimmered for a moment in the air. Gubin awoke, sighed, and with his gnarled knuckles gave his puffy eyes a rub.
In the first place, Abe, I got to pay them suckers them archy-tecks, Pinsky & Gubin, a hundred dollars before they would give it me their final certificate, and then, Abe, I got to schmier it a feller in the tenement-house department another hundred dollars.
Suddenly from the darkness there emerged, to recoil again, a man's tall figure. "Who is that? Who is it?" asked the hoarse, nervous voice of Gubin in dissipation of the deathlike stillness. Which said, he and I fell into step with one another. As we proceeded he inquired whence I had come, and why I was still abroad.
Gubin, slip-slopping through the puddles with bare feet, said to me with a sharp glance as he moved to shut the entrance gates: "I presume that I can now take in hand the little affair of which you know." "Yakov!" at this juncture someone shouted from the house. Gubin straightened himself a la militaire. "Yes, I am coming," he replied. Whereafter, padding on bare soles, he ascended the steps.
As she spoke there fell a strange silence amid which save for the pony's pawing of the mire no sound mingled with the sarcastic reproaches of the deep, almost masculine voice. "That again is the mother-in-law," was my inward reflection. Gubin finished the harnessing then said to Jonah in the tone of a superior addressing a servant: "Go in and dress yourself, you object!"
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