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III. #Translations# #When the King Loses His Head, and Other Stories#, by Leonid Andreyev. In previous years I have called attention to other selections of Andreyev's stories. The present collection includes the best from the other volumes, with some new material. "Judas Iscariot" and "Lazarus" are the best of the prose poems.
He's dancing in the garden now, drunk. MADAM ULANBÉKOV. Drunk, in my house! LEONÍD. If you want, I'll invite him in. Potápych, call NEGLIGÉNTOV! He said that you were at his uncle's to-day, and that you promised to give him Nádya. Already he's reckoning, in anticipation, how much income he will get in the court, or "savings," as he says. What a funny fellow!
What of it? At your age, why shouldn't you have? LÍZA. She's reported the whole thing to the mistress. The mistress got so angry that it was awful! And now, sir, she is going to marry Nádya to that government clerk. LEONÍD. Are you sure? NÁDYA. The thing's settled, dearest master! I have to answer for last evening's sport. LEONÍD. Is mamma very angry? GAVRÍLOVNA. No one dares go near her.
This Superior had been a disciple of the starets Ambrose, who was a disciple of Makarius, who was a disciple of the starets Leonid, who was a disciple of Paussy Velichkovsky. To this Abbot Kasatsky submitted himself as to his chosen director.
"Especially in view of the fact that we have a machine on the ship capable of transmuting metals." Leonid Plekhanov, Joseph Chessman, Barry Watson, Khan Reif and several of the Tulan army staff stood on a small knoll overlooking a valley of several square miles. A valley dominated on all sides but the sea by mountain ranges.
And now forget," she says, "how you lived here, because not for you I did all this; I was merely diverting myself, but you must never even think of such a life; always remember your insignificance, and of what station you are." And all this so feelingly that there are tears in her own eyes. LEONÍD. Well, now, that's fine. POTÁPYCH. I don't know how to describe it, sir.
VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. Wait, my dear, your turn will come. LEONÍD enters. The same and LEONÍD LEONÍD. What's this? What has happened? VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. You made all the trouble yourself, and then ask what has happened. LEONÍD. What trouble did I make? What are you continually thinking up? VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. Now, don't pretend! The whole truth has come out. You've been having a little fun.
LEONÍD. To go rowing; I should row you out to the little island. It is so pleasant there, on the island. LEONÍD. Where, where? I told you; didn't you hear me? NÁDYA. Oh, forgive me, dearest master. I was thinking and didn't hear anything. Dearest master, forgive me! LEONÍD. I say, let's go to the island. Even to the end of the world! If only with you.... Take me wherever you want.
Drunk with liberty, taken up with beauty, always ready to help a man who is in political and social difficulties, Gorky, from the depths of his peaceful retreat, wanders out over the world of ideas in search of truth, as formerly he used to wander over the earth in search of bread. Leonid Andreyev was born of a humble bourgeoise family in Orel, in 1871.
It would be better for you to go off somewhere: out of my sight. LEONÍD. Yes, really, it would be better for me to spend a week with our neighbors. NÁDYA. For God's sake, do! LEONÍD. But Nádya, if it should be awfully hard for you to live with your husband, what then? Go away! LEONÍD. Why do you drive me out? I guess I'm sorry enough for her!
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