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Petersburg; but Fedor Ivanovich has lived all the time on his estate." "Yes, and mamma too is dead, since then." "And Marfa Timofeevna," said Shurochka. "And Nastasia Corpovna," continued Lenochka, "and Monsieur Lemm." "What? is Lemm dead too?" asked Lavretsky. "Yes," answered young Kalitine. "He went away from here to Odessa. Some one is said to have persuaded him to go there, and there he died."
At that moment Lavretsky became aware that Lenochka and Shurochka were standing by Liza's side, and were staring at him with intense astonishment. He dropped Liza's hands, saying hastily, "Forgive me," and walked away towards the house. "There is only one thing I have to ask you," he said, coming back to Liza.
Lenochka, who had grown into a pretty and graceful girl; her betrothed, a flaxen locked officer of hussars; Maria Dmitrievna's son, who had only recently married at St.
"What a capital place for a game at Puss in the Corner!" suddenly cried Lenochka, as they entered upon a small grassy lawn surrounded by lime-trees. "There are just five of us." "But have you forgotten Fedor Ivanovich?" asked her brother; "or is it yourself you have not counted?" Lenochka blushed a little. "But would Fedor Ivanovich like at his age " she began stammering.
But its rider, who took its proceedings very quietly, gripped the saddle firmly with his knees, laid his whip across the horse's neck, and forced it, in spite of its resistance, to return to the window, "Prenez garde, prenez garde," Maria Dmitrievna kept calling out. "Now then, stroke him, Lenochka," repeated the horseman; "I don't mean to let him have his own way."
"No; not Lizaveta Mikhailovna, but Elena Miknailovna." "Oh, indeed! very good. Lenochka, go up-stairs with Monsieur Lemm." The old man was about to follow the little girl, when Panshine stopped him. "Don't go away when the lesson is over, Christopher Fedorovich," he said. "Lizaveta Mikhailovna and I are going to play a duet one of Beethoven's sonatas."
"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.
To-day is Sunday." "And so you go to church?" Liza looked at him in silent wonder. "I beg your pardon," said Lavretsky. "I I did not mean to say that. I came to take leave of you. I shall start for my country-house in another hour." "That isn't far from here, is it?" asked Liza. "About five-and-twenty versts." At this moment Lenochka appeared at the door, accompanied by a maid-servant.
Lavretsky stood by, smiling and bare-headed; a light breeze played with his hair and Liza's, and with the ends of Liza's bonnet strings. He seated Liza and her companion Lenochka, in the carriage, gave away all the change he had about him to the beggars, and then strolled slowly home. The days which followed were days of heaviness for Lavretsky. He felt himself in a perpetual fever.
"Mind you don't forget us," said Liza, and went down the steps. "Don't forget me either. By the way," he continued, "you are going to church; say a prayer for me too, while you are there." Liza stopped and turned towards him. "Very well," she said, looking him full in the face. "I will pray for you, too. Come, Lenochka."
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