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Updated: June 4, 2025
To God, to his childhood's faith which had never been destroyed in him. Kasatsky entered the monastery on the feast of the Intercession of the Blessed Virgin. The Abbot of that monastery was a gentleman by birth, a learned writer and a starets, that is, he belonged to that succession of monks originating in Walachia who each choose a director and teacher whom they implicitly obey.
This Superior had been a disciple of the starets Ambrose, who was a disciple of Makarius, who was a disciple of the starets Leonid, who was a disciple of Paussy Velichkovsky. To this Abbot Kasatsky submitted himself as to his chosen director.
The girls, perceiving such adoration, endeavoured with more or less success to be goddesses. Such was the view Kasatsky held of women, and that was how he regarded his fiancee. He was particularly in love that day, but did not experience any sensual desire for her. On the contrary he regarded her with tender adoration as something unattainable.
That is the one thing they all care for like that cadet last autumn. What a fool he was! 'Ivan Nikolaevich! she said aloud. 'What are your commands? 'How old is he? 'Who? 'Kasatsky. 'Over forty, I should think. 'And does he receive all visitors? 'Yes, everybody, but not always. 'Cover up my feet. Not like that how clumsy you are! No! More, more like that! But you need not squeeze them!
There was complete silence on the other side of the partition. She looked at the tiny watch that hung round her neck. It was two o'clock. 'Our party should return about three! She had not more than an hour before her. 'Well, am I to sit like this all alone? What nonsense! I don't want to. I will call him at once. 'Father Sergius, Father Sergius! Sergey Dmitrich! Prince Kasatsky!
And his choice fell on a beauty belonging to the Court, who not merely belonged to the circle into which he wished to be accepted, but whose friendship was coveted by the very highest people and those most firmly established in that highest circle. This was Countess Korotkova. Kasatsky began to pay court to her, and not merely for the sake of his career.
The Emperor had often visited the Military College and every time Kasatsky saw that tall erect figure, with breast expanded in its military overcoat, entering with brisk step, saw the cropped side-whiskers, the moustache, the aquiline nose, and heard the sonorous voice exchanging greetings with the cadets, he was seized by the same rapture that he experienced later on when he met the woman he loved.
Kasatsky did not belong to the first two sets, but was readily welcomed in the others. On entering society he determined to have relations with some society lady, and to his own surprise quickly accomplished this purpose. He soon realized, however, that the circles in which he moved were not the highest, and that though he was received in the highest spheres he did not belong to them.
By the time he was eighteen he had finished his College course and received a commission as lieutenant in an aristocratic regiment of the Guards. Kasatsky himself strongly desired it, not from ambition only but chiefly because since his cadet days he had been passionately devoted to Nicholas Pavlovich.
How I used to dislike music, but how useful it is to me now! Her small hand lay on the chest of drawers beside which she was sitting, and she drummed an exercise with her thin fingers. 'How much do you get for a lesson? 'Sometimes a ruble, sometimes fifty kopeks, or sometimes thirty. They are all so kind to me. 'And do your pupils get on well? asked Kasatsky with a slight smile.
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