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Updated: June 1, 2025
It looked very old, but it was good for another fifty years or more. Lavretsky walked through all the rooms, and, to the great disquiet of the faded old flies which clung to the cornices without moving, their backs covered with white dust, he had the windows thrown open everywhere. Since the death of Glafira Petrovna, no one had opened them.
What charming knick-knacks appeared from various snug corners, what fascinating toilet-cases and coffee-pots, and how delightfully Varvara Pavlovna herself made the coffee in the morning! Lavretsky, however, was not at that time disposed to be observant; he was blissful, drunk with happiness; he gave himself up to it like a child. Indeed he was as innocent as a child, this young Hercules.
"No, not at Lavriky; I have a little place twenty miles from here: I am going there." "Is that the little estate that came to you from Glafira Petrovna?" "Yes." "Really, Fedor Ivanitch! You have such a magnificent house at Lavriky." Lavretsky knitted his brows a little. "Yes... but there's a small lodge in this little property, and I need nothing more for a time.
Lavretsky was especially struck by this faculty when, immediately after their wedding, he traveled alone with his wife in the comfortable carriage, bought by her, to Lavriky. How carefully everything with which he was surrounded had been thought of, devised and provided beforehand by Varvara Pavlovna!
I like her best when she suddenly stands still, and listens attentively and gravely, then becomes contemplative and shakes her hair back. Yes, I agree, Panshine isn't worthy of her. Yet what harm is there in him? However, as to all that, why am I troubling my head about it? She will follow the same road that all others have to follow. I had better go to sleep." And Lavretsky closed his eyes.
Panshin was there, he talked a great deal about his expedition, and very amusingly mimicked and described the country gentry he had seen; Lavretsky laughed, but Lemm would not come out of his corner, and sat silent, slightly tremulous all over like a spider, looking dull and sullen, and he only revived when Lavretsky began to take leave.
Lavretsky did not again succeed in being alone with Lisa, but he looked at her in such a way that she felt her heart at rest, and a little ashamed and sorry for him. Before he left, he had obtained from his cousin a promise that she would come over to Vassilyevskoe one day with her daughters. When they came Lavretsky made further opportunities to talk with Lisa, while the others were fishing.
She can love only what is noble. But he is not noble; that is to say, his soul is not noble." Lemm uttered the whole of this speech fluently, and with animation, walking backwards and forwards with short steps in front of the tea-table, his eyes running along the ground meanwhile. "Dearest Maestro!" suddenly exclaimed Lavretsky, "I think you are in love with my cousin yourself."
"How he did sneeze!" exclaimed Lenochka and irrepressible laughter again broke out on all sides. "We had news of Liza the other day," said young Kalitine. And again silence fell upon all the circle. "She is going on well her health is gradually being restored now." "Is she still in the same convent?" Lavretsky asked, not without an effort. "Yes." "Does she ever write to you?" "No, never.
They returned to Marya Dmitrievna and Panshin, where a game of picquet was still dragging on. The last king was called at last, and the lady of the house rose, sighing and groaning from her well-cushioned easy chair. Lavretsky followed him. They parted at the gate. Panshin walked his! coachman by poking him in the neck with the end of his stick, took his seat in the carriage and rolled away.
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