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"By no means," asserted Chichikov, pressing his hand to his heart. "In this breast, madam, will abide for ever the pleasant memory of the time which I have spent with you. Believe me, I could conceive of no greater blessing than to reside, if not under the same roof as yourselves, at all events in your immediate neighbourhood." "Indeed?" exclaimed Manilov, greatly pleased with the idea.
The Widow Korobotchka, Madame Manilov, domestic life, non-domestic life away with them all! How strangely are things compounded! In a trice may joy turn to sorrow, should one halt long enough over it: in a trice only God can say what ideas may strike one. You may fall even to thinking: "After all, did Madame Korobotchka stand so very low in the scale of human perfection?
Manilov was in high spirits, and, laying his hand upon his guest's shoulder, was on the point of conducting him to the drawing-room, when suddenly Chichikov intimated to him, with a meaning look, that he wished to speak to him on a very important matter. "That being so," said Manilov, "allow me to invite you into my study." And he led the way to a small room which faced the blue of the forest.
For instance, in some seminaries the regimen places piano-playing first, and the French language second, and then the above department of housewifery; while in other seminaries the knitting of "surprises" heads the list, and then the French language, and then the playing of pianos so diverse are the systems in force! None the less, I may remark that Madame Manilov
Indeed, it was not long before he had succeeded in fairly enchanting his new friends. In particular did Manilov a man still in his prime, and possessed of a pair of eyes which, sweet as sugar, blinked whenever he laughed find himself unable to make enough of his enchanter.
On hearing that he was to pass two turnings, and then to take a third, Selifan remarked, "We shall get there all right, sir," and Chichikov departed amid a profound salvo of salutations and wavings of handkerchiefs on the part of his host and hostess, who raised themselves on tiptoe in their enthusiasm. For a long while Manilov stood following the departing britchka with his eyes.
The two friends exchanged hearty embraces, and Manilov then conducted his guest to the drawing-room. During the brief time that they are traversing the hall, the anteroom, and the dining-room, let me try to say something concerning the master of the house.
"Look here, my good man," said Manilov. "How many of our serfs have died since the last census revision?" "How many of them have died? Why, a great many." The bailiff hiccoughed, and slapped his mouth lightly after doing so. "Yes, I imagined that to be the case," corroborated Manilov. "In fact, a VERY great many serfs have died." He turned to Chichikov and repeated the words.
"Permit me to offer you a seat on this settee," said Manilov. "Here you will be quieter than you would be in the drawing-room." "But I should prefer to sit upon this chair." "I cannot allow that," objected the smiling Manilov. "The settee is specially reserved for my guests. Whether you choose or no, upon it you MUST sit." Accordingly Chichikov obeyed. "And also let me hand you a pipe."
Upon that Chichikov caught sight of a lady whom hitherto he had overlooked, but who, with Manilov, was now bowing to him in the doorway.
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