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She bent down, picked up the flower, and gazed with tender, delighted amazement at Avdey. 'Bravo! cried Kister. 'And I can't swim... Lutchkov observed abruptly. Masha did not like that remark. 'What made him say that? she wondered. Lutchkov and Kister remained at Mr. Perekatov's till the evening.
'That's how it is no one knows you... except me; goodness knows what some people think of you... Avdey! added Kister after a brief silence; 'do you disbelieve in virtue, Avdey? 'Disbelieve... no, I believe in it,... muttered Lutchkov. Kister pressed his hand feelingly. 'I want, he went on in a voice full of emotion, 'to reconcile you with life.
'Very good, Kister cut in coldly and abruptly. 'I accept your challenge. Kindly send me your second. 'Yes, yes, pursued Avdey, who, like a cat, could not bear to let his victim go so soon: 'it'll give me great pleasure I'll own to put a bullet into your fair and idealistic countenance to-morrow. 'You are abusive after a challenge, it seems, Kister rejoined contemptuously.
If you don't mind, I'll translate you a few lines.... And Kister translated with fervour, while Lutchkov, wrinkling up his forehead and compressing his lips, listened attentively.... 'Yes, yes, he would repeat hurriedly, with a disagreeable smile,'it's fine... very fine... I remember, I've read it... very fine.
Soon there arrived the young dandies, the officers, intentionally a little late; at last the colonel himself, accompanied by his adjutants, Kister and Lutchkov. He presented them to the lady of the house. Lutchkov bowed without speaking, Kister muttered the customary 'extremely delighted'... Mr.
Masha looked intently into his face. 'Well, enough of him, she said. 'Don't let us talk of him. It's a lesson to me for the future. It's I that am to blame. She drooped her head, and ceased speaking in confusion. Kister was in a sort of terror. 'It can't be! he kept repeating to himself. 'Marya Sergievna! he began at last.
Perekatov had indeed as usual dropped asleep on the sofa, with his head hanging and his mouth a little open. 'What is it? Kister inquired with curiosity. 'You will laugh at me. 'Oh, no, really!... Masha let her head sink till only the upper part of her face remained uncovered by her hands and in a half whisper, not without hesitation, asked Kister why it was he never brought Mr.
'But I assure you.... 'You 're in love with her, Fedya, Lutchkov remarked sarcastically. 'Not at all. I never even thought of it. 'Fedya, you're in love with her! 'What nonsense! As if one couldn't... 'You're in love with her, friend of my heart, beetle on my hearth, Avdey Ivanovitch chanted drawling. 'Ah, Avdey, you really ought to be ashamed! Kister said with vexation.
Avdey Ivanovitch was the only one who eyed him dubiously. One day after drill Lutchkov went up to him, slightly pursing up his lips and inflating his nostrils: 'Good-morning, Mr. Knaster. Kister looked at him in some perplexity. 'A very good day to you, Mr. Knaster, repeated Lutchkov. 'My name's Kister, sir. 'You don't say so, Mr. Knaster.
No, no! from the bottom of my soul I wish them happiness.... Happiness! but he is laughing at her!... And why does he dye his moustaches? I do, really, believe he does.... Ah, how ridiculous I am! he repeated, as he fell asleep. The next morning Kister went to call on the Perekatovs.
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