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Updated: June 25, 2025
'I warned you, my dear Arkady Nikolaitch, began Vassily Ivanitch, 'that we live, so to say, bivouacking.... 'There, stop that, what are you apologising for? Bazarov interrupted. 'Kirsanov knows very well we're not Croesuses, and that you have no butler. Where are we going to put him, that's the question?
You're interested in the woman question, I suppose? And in the schools too? What does your friend do? What is his name? Madame Kukshin shed her questions one after another with affected negligence, not waiting for an answer; spoilt children talk so to their nurses. 'My name's Arkady Nikolaitch Kirsanov, said Arkady, 'and I'm doing nothing. Evdoksya giggled. 'How charming! What, don't you smoke?
He was in an everlasting fuss and hurry; in the morning he used to put on a tight uniform and an excessively stiff cravat; he never ate or drank enough; he was for ever making arrangements. He invited Kirsanov and Bazarov to his ball, and within a few minutes invited them a second time, regarding them as brothers, and calling them Kisarov.
There is not a touch of banality from beginning to end, and not an unnecessary word; the portraits of the old father and mother, the young Kirsanov, and all the minor characters are perfect; and amidst the trivial crowd Bazarov stands out like Lucifer, the strongest the only strong character that Turgenev created, the first Nihilist for if Turgenev was not the first to invent the word, he was the first to apply it in this sense.
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