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'He told me that the old man... what's his name?... Koltovsky, had allowed Susanna that pension because... on account of... well, in fact, by way of damages. I flung up my hands. 'And you believed him? Fustov nodded. 'Yes! I believed him.... He said, too, that with the young one... In fact, my behaviour is unjustifiable. 'And you went away so as to break everything off?
There are no words in human language to express how loathsome and infinitely vile he seemed to me. Every vestige of fear had left me. 'Get away, despicable old man, broke from my lips; 'get away, Mr. Koltovsky, you noble gentleman of ancient family! I, too, am of your blood, the blood of the Koltovskys, and I curse the day and the hour when I was born of that ancient family!
But that I did not question her shows that unhappy children learn wisdom sooner than happy ones... to their cost. Mr. Koltovsky continued to interest himself in my education, and even by degrees put me on a more intimate footing.
Was it likely he would speak Russian at such a moment, and such a homely old Russian saying too! For a whole fortnight afterwards we were awaiting the arrival of the new master, Semyon Matveitch Koltovsky. He sent orders that nothing was to be touched, no one was to be discharged, till he had looked into everything in person.
Here are my earliest recollections; I was living in the Tambov province, in the country house of a rich landowner, Ivan Matveitch Koltovsky, in a small room on the second storey.
Koltovsky probably considered that in this way everything had been arranged for the best, la position etait regularisee. I remember the day before the marriage my mother and I both locked in each other's arms wept almost the whole morning bitterly, bitterly and silently. It is not strange that she was silent.... What could she say to me?
My ninth year has always remained vivid in my memory.... I learnt then, from the maids in the servants' room, that Ivan Matveitch Koltovsky was my father, and almost on the same day, my mother, by his command, was married to Mr. Ratsch, who was something like a steward to him.
'And so you were plotting to be my daughter-in-law? A pretty notion! But you're not a child of four years old, and you must be fully aware that young boobies are never sparing of the wildest promises, if only they can gain their ends... but to say nothing of that, could you suppose that I a noble gentleman of ancient family, Semyon Matveitch Koltovsky would ever give my consent to such a marriage?
Ratsch coming in and triumph again, malignant triumph, in his face and in his hands a page of the Invalid, and there the announcement of the death of the Captain of the Guards Mihail Koltovsky. What can I add? I remained alive, and went on living in Mr. Ratsch's house. He hated me as before more than before he had unmasked his black soul too much before me, he could not pardon me that.
I had tutors come to me; I had music lessons, and was called 'miss. I dined at the master's table together with my mother. Mr. Koltovsky was a tall, handsome old man with a stately manner; he always smelt of ambre. I stood in mortal terror of him, though he called me Suzon and gave me his dry, sinewy hand to kiss under its lace-ruffles.
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