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NÁDYA. Why are you bothering? You see, there's nothing you can do: better leave me! Now you'll soon go away to Petersburg; you will be happy: why should you think about such trifles, or disturb yourself? LEONÍD. Why, you see, I'm sorry for you! NÁDYA. Don't be sorry, if you please! I ran to my own destruction of my own free will, like a mad girl, without once stopping to think.
LEONÍD. Well, you see, you said you didn't love me. NÁDYA. No matter what girls say, don't you believe them. How could one help loving such a handsome fellow? He takes her hand, for a short time holds it, then kisses it. Dear, kind master! Aren't you ashamed? LEONÍD. I love you ever so much, Nádya! NÁDYA. You love me? Well, then, you might give me a kiss! LEONÍD. May I, Nádya? Will you let me?
LÍZA. You don't lose any time! LEONÍD. Please come. LEONÍD. All right, I'm coming. The same and VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. I saw you, my dear, I saw you. LEONÍD. Well, what did you see? What are you going to complain about? I shall simply say that you lie. Whom are they going to believe quicker, you or me? VASILÍSA PEREGRÍNOVNA. There, that's the way they all treat me.
At that time Uncle Seryozha, Prince Leonid Dmitryevitch Urusof, Vice-Governor of the Province of Tula; Uncle Sasha Behrs and his young wife, the handsome Georgian Patty; and the whole family of the Kuzminskys, were staying at Yasnaya. Aunt Tanya was asked to sing. We listened with beating hearts, and waited to hear what Turgenieff, the famous connoisseur, would say about her singing.
They do not appeal to one as sacrificed patriots. There is no nobility in their vacant stare. They create a cold feeling of bodily decay only it is the spirit that is dead and gangrenous. There is a blasphemous story by Leonid Andreyev, which recounts the bitterness of the after years of Lazarus and the mischief Christ wrought in recalling him from the grave.
LEONÍD. Oh, mamma, he's comical; wait a bit before driving him out. Dance, NEGLIGÉNTOV! "I shall go, shall go to mow Upon the meadow green." GRÍSHA bursts out laughing. GRÍSHA. The member dances very comically. MADAM ULANBÉKOV. What do you mean, "member"? GRÍSHA. Why, he himself tells us all that he is a member in the court, not a copy-clerk. And so they call him the member.
Indeed, Schaeberle and Colton had already, in 1896, determined the height of a Leonid by means of photographs taken at stations on different ridges of Mount Hamilton; and Professor Pickering has prosecuted similar work at Harvard, with encouraging results. Everything in this branch of science depends upon how far they can be carried.
NÁDYA. What's the harm in it? LÍZA. I'm going, I'm going ... I shan't meddle. Where did you get that idea? LÍZA. Oh, don't dodge. We know, too.... What do you mean.... LEONÍD. Why not? I'll tell you what, you are the most precious thing on earth to me. NÁDYA. Is that really so? LEONÍD. You see, no one ever loved me before. NÁDYA. Aren't you fooling?
He showed me how they taught him at school. Do you want me to bring him in? Enter POTÁPYCH and NEGLIGÉNTOV. The same, NEGLIGÉNTOV and POTÁPYCH MADAM ULANBÉKOV. Oh, oh, how disgusting! Don't come near me! NEGLIGÉNTOV. I'm sent from uncle to thank you for your bounty. LEONÍD. He says, mamma, that they taught him a good deal, only it was impossible for him to learn anything.
LEONÍD stands with bowed head musing. POTÁPYCH enters in hunting-dress, with a gun. POTÁPYCH. One can't keep up with you, sir; you have young legs. POTÁPYCH. All yours, sir, and we shall all be yours.... Just as we served the old master, so we must serve you.... Because you're of the same blood.... That's the right way. Of course, may God prolong your dear mamma's days....
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