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Updated: June 1, 2025
Irina in "Smoke," Madame Odintsov in "Fathers and Children," all the lionesses, in fact, fiery, alluring, insatiable creatures for ever craving for something, are all nonsensical. When one thinks of Tolstoy's "Anna Karenin," all these young ladies of Turgenev's, with their seductive shoulders, fade away into nothing.
Notwithstanding her Constitutional Democratic convictions, she was a real priest's spouse, a housewifely, loquacious, timorous creature. Priest Zakrasin's sister, Irina Matveyevna, or Irinushka as every one called her, was a parish-school girl who had been won over to the cause by the priest's wife; she was young, rosy, and slender, and greatly resembled her brother.
It was at this moment that Ivan caught his most memorable glimpse of the young man, white-faced, unshorn, ill-clothed, his eyes bloodshot, his whole person shambling and loose-jointed: his long fingers working, tremulously. After a moment's anxious gaze he said, in a muffled voice: "Irina! Here, Irina! I forgot about supper! I forgot I promised, this time. But you should have seen!
Ivan did not even attempt a defence; though Irina, coming to him on the first evening, went down on her knees in her plea to be allowed to save him. Even Ivan's lawyer foresaw the reception of her unsupported statement as against the testimony of the hotel clerks, boys and waiters brought from Baden by Brodsky himself. In the end, Mademoiselle Petrovna was not permitted to appear at all in court.
Ivan was on his feet, facing the other, who stared at him as he gasped, between his quick breaths: "You, Gregoriev! You! Go, instantly! Leave the house at the back; there may be time! You " "But for God's sake, Burevsky, what's the matter? Where are Sergius and Irina?" "Irina got away, thank God! We managed that, last night. See here, Ivan, she's at "
"But, Irina, you love me, dear?" "I love you," she answered, with almost solemn gravity, and she clasped his hand firmly like a man. She went to the ball in a simple white dress, wearing a bunch of heliotrope, the gift of her lover. When he called the following day, Litvinov heard from the prince of the impression Irina had created; how all the great noblemen from St.
He raised his eyes to hers, looking her calmly in the face; for, suddenly, by her confusion, his self-control had returned to him, and he felt his power. "Yes, Irina; I have come for a special purpose. But you " he looked doubtfully from her to the trunk, "you and Joseph are leaving this house?" "No! Ah, wait, wait, I will tell you! Will you sit down?"
Eleven times during the hour, seven came up! I was playing your number. How could any one have dreamed Irina!" "She is not here," said Ivan, quietly, as he rose. "What! Th Thou!" Joseph straightened, but his jaw fell. Ivan made no reply. Presently the other shut the door and came forward, peering, eagerly. "Thou!" he muttered again, as if to himself. And then: "Ivan! I saw him!"
When he returned once more to his rooms, he made a desperate effort to recover his senses. Taking out a picture of Tatyana, he placed it in front of him, and stared at it long and eagerly. Suddenly he pushed it gently away, and clutched his head in both hands. "All is at an end," he whispered at last. "Irina! Irina!"
Lieutenant Gregoriev drove straight to a house on Vassily Island: held there a brief but interesting interview with a certain young woman; and, three hours later, any one who cared to look might have seen Ivan Gregoriev and Irina Petrovna, with luggage and passports which attempted no deception, leaving Petersburg together on the evening train for Baden-Baden!
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