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Updated: June 27, 2025
Vera went round speaking to the guests, looked at Marfinka's presents, and ate, to quench her thirst, as she said, a slice of water melon. Tatiana Markovna was to some extent relieved to see Vera, but it disturbed her to notice that Raisky's face had changed.
Marfinka became still more embarrassed, returned his greeting awkwardly, and retired to a corner. "You have both gone mad," interrupted their aunt. "Is that the way to greet one another?" "Marfa Vassilievna," said Raisky, as he sought to kiss Marfinka's hand. "Vassilievna!" cried Tatiana Markovna. "Don't you love her any more? Marfinka, not Marfa Vassilievna!
A bird imprisoned in a cage loses the capacity for freedom, and, even if the door of his cage is opened, he will not take flight." "I have never tried to exercise restraint on Marfinka or Vera. Supposing a respectable, rich man of old and blameless family were to ask for Marfinka's hand, and she refused it, do you think I should persuade her?"
"Marina told me yesterday that you were here." Her voice, though not so clear as Marfinka's, was still fresh and youthful. "Grandmother wanted to send you word of my arrival, but I begged her not to tell you. When did you return? No one told me you were here." "Yesterday, after supper. Grandmother and my sister don't know I am here yet. No one saw me but Marina."
At last Tatiana Markovna took the book from him with an intimation to him to behave reasonably, whereupon he continued his studies in character-mimicry for Marfinka's benefit behind her back. When Marfinka betrayed him he was requested to go into the garden until supper time and the reading went on without him.
He visited Leonti, and did not neglect the Governor and other friends. But in order to keep watch on Vera he wandered about the park and the garden. Two days were now gone, he thought, since he sat on the bench by the precipice, but there were still five days of danger. Marfinka's birthday lay two days' ahead, and on that day Vera would hardly leave the family circle.
But more heartily than for Marfinka's happiness she prayed for Vera, with her grey head bowed before the cross. Vikentev kept his word, and on the very next day brought his mother to Tatiana Markovna, he himself taking refuge in his office, where he sat on pins and needles.
She remembered the proverb that wisdom comes with the morning, and lay down, but not that night to sleep, for there was a light tap on the door, and she heard Marfinka's voice, "Open the door. Grandmother. It's me." "What's the matter, my dear?" she said, as she opened the door. "Have you come to say good-night. God bless you! Where is Nikolai Andreevich?"
After Marfinka's wedding I am going away, and you will be Grandmother's and Vera's first minister, friend and protector." "Thank you. If I am not in the way...." "How can you talk like that. You ought to be ashamed of yourself." "Forgive me, Tatiana Markovna." "Better eat your dinner; the soup is getting cold." "I am hungry too," he said suddenly, seizing his spoon.
"He has a straight eye," thought Raisky. "I like best the lightly-observed background and accessories, from which the figure detaches itself light, gay, and transparent. You have found the secret of Marfinka's figure. The tone suits her hair and her complexion." Raisky recognised that he had taste and comprehension, and wondered if he were really an artist in a disguise.
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