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Why, she was nothing to him? was she? 'But, perhaps, it's not true after all, the thought came as a sudden relief to him. 'I must find out! But from whom? From the princess? No, from Kupfer ... from Kupfer? But they say he's not in Moscow no matter, I must try him first! With these reflections in his head, Aratov dressed himself in haste, called a cab and drove to Kupfer's.
Morality is a good thing, a thing worthy of respect.... But why give thyself up to asceticism? Assuredly, thou art not preparing to become a monk!" Arátoff continued, nevertheless, to resist; but Platonída Ivánovna unexpectedly came to Kupfer's assistance.
He even got up in a happy frame of mind ... though he felt sorry for something.... He felt light and free. 'What romantic fancies, if you come to think of it! he said to himself with a smile. He never once glanced either at the stereoscope, or at the page torn out of the diary. Immediately after breakfast, however, he set off to go to Kupfer's. What drew him there ... he was dimly aware.
And Yákoff liked Kupfer's good-natured frankness; and in addition to this, his tales of the theatres, concerts, and balls which he constantly attended in general of that alien world into which Yákoff could not bring himself to penetrate secretly interested and even excited the young recluse, yet without arousing in him a desire to test all this in his own experience.
From the Brothers Grimm: The Star Dollars The Cat and the Mouse The Nail The Hare and the Hedgehog Snow-White and Rose-Red Mother Holle Thumbling Three Brothers The Little Porridge Pot Little Snow-White The Wolf and the Seven Little Kids The Sea Mouse Another familiar and easily attainable type of story is the classic myth, as retold in Kupfer's Legends of Greece and Rome.
"Is what true?" replied the astounded Kupfer. "About Clara Mílitch?" Kupfer's face expressed compassion. "Yes, yes, brother, it is true; she has poisoned herself. It is such a misfortune!" Arátoff held his peace for a space. "But hast thou also read it in the newspaper?" he asked: "Or perhaps thou hast been to Kazán thyself?"
'I'm not well, repeated Aratov, and, disengaging himself from Kupfer's detaining hands, he started homewards. Only at that instant it became clear to him that he had come to Kupfer with the sole object of talking of Clara... 'Unhappy Clara, poor frantic Clara.... On reaching home, however, he quickly regained his composure to a certain degree.
Yakov liked Kupfer's simple-hearted frankness; and besides that, his accounts of the theatres, concerts, and balls, where he was always in attendance of the unknown world altogether, into which Yakov could not make up his mind to enter secretly interested and even excited the young hermit, without, however, arousing any desire to learn all this by his own experience.
The Princess gave him a large, dishevelled bouquet, which he was to present to the songstress; but the latter did not appear to perceive Kupfer's bowed figure, and his hand outstretched with the bouquet, and she turned and withdrew, again without waiting for the pianist, who had sprung to his feet with still greater alacrity than before to escort her, and who, being thus left in the lurch, shook his hair as Liszt himself, in all probability, never shook his!
The princess handed him a large, straggling nosegay for him to take it to the singer; but she, seeming not to observe Kupfer's bowing figure, and outstretched hand with the nosegay, turned and went away, again without waiting for the pianist, who skipped forward to escort her more hurriedly than before, and when he found himself so unjustifiably deserted, tossed his hair as certainly Liszt himself had never tossed his!
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