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From the windows of the old house we can see who comes along the road, and we will stop her." "It is true that the road to Moscow can be seen from there," said Koslov, looking quickly, and almost happily, at his hostess. "Come and stay with us," she said. "I simply will not let you go to-day," said Raisky. "I am bored by myself, and we will move over into the old house.
He wondered how Leonid Koslov was, whether he had changed, or whether he had remained what he had been before, a child for all his learning. He too was a good subject for an artist. Raisky thought of Leonti's beautiful wife, whose acquaintance he had made during his student days in Moscow, when she was a young girl.
Without making direct inquiries she procured some explanations from Koslov, and although she understood many things at a bound, she never let it be seen that she had any knowledge of things beyond her immediate circle. Without losing sight of Koslov's instructions she read the books once more, to find that they meant much more to her and that her interest in them was steadily increasing.
I must go and breakfast with her one day. It is a pity she has amassed so many foolish ideas. Now I am going. Look after Koslov, if not personally, through some one else. The day before yesterday his head had to be cooled all day, and at night cabbage leaves should be laid on it. I was a little disturbed, because in his dazed state he got the cabbage and began to eat it. Good-bye!
"You begin by being an ensign, that is comprehensible. You and Leonid Koslov are exceptions; every other man has made his decision." When Koslov was asked his intentions he replied that he would like to be a schoolmaster somewhere in the interior, and from this intention he refused to be turned aside. Raisky moved among the golden youth of St.
Koslov on his side was devoted to Raisky, whose vivacious temperament could not be permanently bound by anything. The outcome was the great gift of an intimate friendship. In summer Raisky liked to explore the neighbourhood of Moscow.
I was pleased to hear it, and came at once to congratulate him, but I found him with not a drop of blood in his face, with dazed eyes, and unable to recognise anyone. He just escaped brain fever. Instead of weeping for joy, the man has nearly died of sorrow. I fetched the doctor, but Koslov sent him away, and walked up and down the room like one demented.
Blacklock, Avisse, Koslov, and La Mott-Houdart are among other blind poets.
"He will be absolutely at home there, and if his troubles do not blow over he will have his own quiet corner all his life." "Bravo! that is deeds, not words. Koslov would wither without a home and without care. It is an excellent idea you have taken into your head." "It comes not from me, but from a woman, and not from her head, but from her heart. My Aunt...." "The old lady has a sound heart.
"I shall have another opportunity of seeing you, Koslov. I am not starting until next week." "You will not go," repeated Mark. "What about your novel?" asked Leonti. "You intended to finish it here." "I am already near the end of it, though there is still some arranging to be done, which I can do in St. Petersburg."
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