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But, having bided her time, Tamara managed to whisper to Little White Manka: "Listen, Manya! You tell them all that they shouldn't pay any attention to the fact that I've been chosen housekeeper. It's got to be so. But let them do as they wish, only don't let them trip me up. I am as before their friend and intercessor ... And further on we'll see."
"Housekeeper dear, my husband demands your presence!" said Manya, coming into the drawing room and fixing her hair before a mirror. Zociya went away, then returned afterwards and called Pasha out into the corridor. Later she came back into the drawing room, but alone. "How is it, Manka, that you haven't pleased your cavalier?" she asked with laughter.
In the northwest corner of the enclosure is an exquisite small temple called Siva Manya and dedicated to the son of Siva. It has a tower fifty feet high and a base forty feet square, adorned with pillars, and these are continued along another cloister, fifty feet long. Mr. Ferguson writes: "It is as exquisite a piece of decorative architecture as is to be found in Southern India."
They entered, extended to every one in turn their unbending palms, unused to hand-clasps, gave their names abruptly in a low voice Manya, Katie, Liuba ... They sat down on somebody's knees, embraced him around the neck, and, as usual, began to importune: "Little student, you're such a little good-looker. May I ask for oranzes?" "Volodenka, buy me some candy! All right?" "And me chocolate!"
Vera also excited him, with her appearance of a little boy, and her firm thighs, closely enveloped by the white tights; and Little White Manya, looking so like an innocent school-girl; and Jennie with her energetic, swarthy, handsome face.
"Mannechka, sweetie, dearie," says Pasha lightly touching Manya's hand with emotion, "tell my fortune, my precious little child." "We-ell," Manya pouts her lips just like a child, "let's play a little more." "Mannechka, my little beauty, you little good-looker, my precious, my own, my dear..." Manya gives in and lays out the pack on her knees.
It's 'Manya this' and 'Manya that' with many a man by his wife's side, but if he had his way he'd put that Manya in a sack and drop her in the water. It's dull with one's wife, it's mere foolishness. And it's no better with one's children, I make bold to assure you. I have two of them, the rascals.
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