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"She sleeps for half an hour, then jumps up and keeps walking and walking about to see whether the peasants have not set fire to something, have not stolen something.... I am frightened with her, Ilya Makaritch. And the Hrymin Juniors did not go to bed after the wedding, but drove to the town to go to law with each other; and folks do say it is all on account of Aksinya.
I wish you a happy Christmas, and all blessings from God Almighty. I have neither father nor mother, you are the only one left me." Vanka raised his eyes to the dark ikon on which the light of his candle was reflected, and vividly recalled his grandfather, Konstantin Makaritch, who was night watchman to a family called Zhivarev.
Vanka folded the sheet of writing-paper twice, and put it into an envelope he had bought the day before for a kopeck. . . . After thinking a little, he dipped the pen and wrote the address: To grandfather in the village. Then he scratched his head, thought a little, and added: Konstantin Makaritch.
Nikolay had been taken to Moscow when he was eleven, and Ivan Makaritch, one of the Matvyeitchevs, at that time a headwaiter in the "Hermitage" garden, had put him into a situation. And now, addressing the Matvyeitchevs, Nikolay said emphatically: "Ivan Makaritch was my benefactor, and I am bound to pray for him day and night, as it is owing to him I have become a good man."
We have white bread with our tea; and meat, too, as much as one wants. They live very well, only I am frightened with them, Ilya Makaritch. Oh, oh, how frightened I am!" "Why are you frightened, child?" asked Crutch, and he looked back to see how far Praskovya was behind. "To begin with, when the wedding had been celebrated I was afraid of Anisim Grigoritch.
Anisim Grigoritch did nothing, he didn't ill-treat me, only when he comes near me a cold shiver runs all over me, through all my bones. And I did not sleep one night, I trembled all over and kept praying to God. And now I am afraid of Aksinya, Ilya Makaritch.
It was I made you a contractor. 'That's nothing so wonderful, said I. 'Even before I was a contractor I used to have tea every day. 'You are a rascal... he said. I said nothing. 'We are rascals in this world, thought I, 'and you will be rascals in the next.... Ha-ha-ha! The next day he was softer. 'Don't you bear malice against me for my words, Makaritch, he said.
"A-a-a..." said Crutch, wondering as he listened to Lipa. "A-a!... We-ell! "I am very fond of jam, Ilya Makaritch," said Lipa. "I sit down in my little corner and drink tea and eat jam. Or I drink it with Varvara Nikolaevna, and she tells some story full of feeling. We have a lot of jam four jars. 'Have some, Lipa; eat as much as you like." "A-a-a, four jars!" "They live very well.
And she used to be always at it: 'Buy a house, Makaritch! Buy a house, Makaritch! Buy a house, Makaritch! She was dying and yet she kept on saying, 'Buy yourself a racing droshky, Makaritch, that you may not have to walk. And I bought her nothing but gingerbread." "Her husband's deaf and stupid," Yakov went on, not hearing Crutch; "a regular fool, just like a goose. He can't understand anything.
On account of the rumours of the Count's approaching visit he had a choir practice every day, morning and evening. The choir practice was held at the school. It did not interfere much with the school work. During the practice the schoolmaster, Sergey Makaritch, set the children writing copies while he joined the tenors as an amateur. This is how the choir practice was conducted.
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