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Raisky had written to Paulina Karpovna asking her if he might call the next day about one o'clock. Her answer ran: "Charmee, j'attends...." and so on. He found her in her boudoir in a stifling atmosphere of burning incense, with curtains drawn to produce a mysterious twilight. She wore a white muslin frock with wide lace sleeves, with a yellow dahlia at her breast.
He loves Vera, and cares more for what happens to her than to himself. He came over the Volga with me because your letter to me made him anxious about Vera. When you have talked this over with him, I will go to Paulina Karpovna, and perhaps see Tychkov as well." "I am determined you shall not meet Tychkov." "I must," replied Raisky. "I will not have it, Boris. No good can come of it.
Paulina Karpovna interrupted him by asking him if he would see her home, and then went into the garden before he could resume his remarks. He agreed to her request and shut the door after her. Soon after Paulina Karpovna's exit there was a rustling and crackling on the precipice, and Raisky wearing the aspect of a restless, wounded animal, appeared out of the darkness.
When he met me in the hall, he would silently and respectfully make way for me, and when he was drunk he would salute me with his whole hand. In the evenings he used to have supper, and through the wooden partition I could hear him snorting and snuffling as he drank glass after glass. "Mother," he would say in an undertone. "Well," Karpovna would reply. She was passionately fond of him.
She was always singing and saying that her life was very happy, and the books I brought her from the public library I took back unread, as now she could not read; she wanted to do nothing but dream and talk of the future, mending my linen, or helping Karpovna near the stove; she was always singing, or talking of her Vladimir, of his cleverness, of his charming manners, of his kindness, of his extraordinary learning, and I assented to all she said, though by now I disliked her doctor.
You spoil him completely, Eleonora Karpovna. Eleonora Karpovna fired up angrily. 'Aber was kann ich denn, Ivan Demianitch... 'All right, all right, don't squabble! Bleibe ruhig, hast verstanden? Alexander Daviditch! at your service, sir! The children had promptly done as their father had told them. The music-stands were set up, the music began.
No one but Raisky had seen her go. Tatiana Markovna sighed over their perversity, to be wandering about at such hours, in such cold weather. "I will go into the garden," said Paulina Karpovna. "Perhaps Monsieur Boris is not far away. He will be delighted to see me. I noticed," she continued confidentially, "that he had something to say to me. He could not have known I was here."
During an epidemic of cholera Prokofy doctored some of the shopkeepers with pepper cordial and pitch, and took money for doing so, and, as I learned from the newspapers, was flogged for abusing the doctors as he sat in his shop. His shop boy Nikolka died of cholera. Karpovna is still alive and, as always, she loves and fears her Prokofy.
"And Marfa Timofyevna," observed Shurotchka. "And Nastasya Karpovna," added Lenotchka, "and Monsier Lemm." "What? is Lemm dead?" inquired Lavretsky. "Yes," replied young Kalitin, "he left here for Odessa; they say some one enticed him there; and there he died." "You don't happen to know,... did he leave any music?" "I don't know; not very likely." All were silent and looked about them.
It's not the work of his hands. It's from on high, my dear; so it is. 'So you agree? I asked: 'when can I see your son? The old woman blinked again and shifted her rolled up handkerchief from one sleeve to the other. 'Oh, well, sir well, sir, I can't say. 'Allow me, Mastridia Karpovna, to hand you this, I interrupted, and I gave her a ten-rouble note.
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