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Yes, come along," said Sergey Ivanovitch, smiling. "What is the matter with you today?" "With me? Happiness is the matter with me!" said Levin, letting down the window of the carriage they were driving in. "You don't mind? it's so stifling. It's happiness is the matter with me! Why is it you have never married?" Sergey Ivanovitch smiled.
With his heart, his dread of offending anyone, even a child! Everything for others, nothing for himself. Sergey Ivanovitch simply considers it as Kostya's duty to be his steward. And it's the same with his sister. Now Dolly and her children are under his guardianship; all these peasants who come to him every day, as though he were bound to be at their service."
I am not a feminist, like that illustrious author, Peter Ivanovitch, who, to say the truth, is not a little suspect to me...." He interrupted me, in a surprising note of whispering astonishment. "Suspect to you! Peter Ivanovitch suspect to you! To you!..." "Yes, in a certain aspect he is," I said, dismissing my remark lightly. "As I was saying, Mr.
"Just as though I should seek the right to be a wet-nurse and feel injured because women are paid for the work, while no one will take me," said the old prince. Turovtsin exploded in a loud roar of laughter and Sergey Ivanovitch regretted that he had not made this comparison. Even Alexey Alexandrovitch smiled. "Yes, but a man can't nurse a baby," said Pestsov, "while a woman..."
"That you should be unacquainted with the name of one who has never distinguished himself in the manner of which you yourself can boast is scarcely to be wondered at." And Chichikov executed one of his sidelong, deferential bows. "Well, I should be delighted to know it." "It is Paul Ivanovitch Chichikov, your Excellency."
But Kister was never off-hand in his replies; the good-hearted youth was inwardly rejoicing that, as he thought, the desire for enlightenment was awakened in a fellow-creature. Alas! it was from no desire for enlightenment that Avdey Ivanovitch questioned Kister; God knows why he did!
Uvar Ivanovitch had himself beckoned Shubin to him; he knew that he would tease him the whole way, but there existed a queer sort of attachment, marked by abusive candour, between the 'primeval force' and the young artist. On this occasion, however, Shubin left his fat friend in peace; he was absent-minded, silent, and gentle.
She had been standing before him for several minutes, and now greeted him with suave expressement and the words, "So HERE you are, Paul Ivanovitch!"
Greetings over, I stumbled out something about Emelia Ivanovitch and forty roubles, and then came to a dead halt, for his eyes told me that my errand had been futile. "No." said he, "I have no money. Moreover, what security could you offer?" I admitted that I could offer none, but again added something about Emelia, as well as about my pressing needs.
'Sword... what for? 'What for?... I'll show you what for. Vassily drew out his fine, flexible French sword and bent it a little against the floor. 'You want... to fight... me? 'Precisely so. 'But, Vassily Ivanovitch, put yourself in my place! How can I, only think, after what you have just told me.... I'm a man of honour, Vassily Ivanovitch, a nobleman.
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