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Updated: June 26, 2025
She lay awake anxiously through the night, she questioned Marina, sent Marfinka to find out what Vera was doing, but without result. Suddenly there occurred to her what seemed to her a good plan; as she put it to Raisky, she would make use of allegory. She remembered that she possessed a moral tale which she had read and wept over in her own youth.
Egor, Yakob and Stepan hummed round the Forester as if he had been a good horse. Then he entered the hall and respectfully kissed the hands of Tatiana Markovna, and of Marfinka, who had only just decided to get out of bed, where she had hidden herself for fear of the storm. "It is not necessary, Marfinka," said her aunt, "to hide from the storm.
Before Tatiana Markovna could answer Vikentev burst in, covered with dust and perspiration, carrying music and a book which he laid on the table by Marfinka. "Give me your hand, Marfa Vassilievna," he cried, wiping his forehead. "How I did run, with the dogs after me!" Marfinka hid her hand, bowed, and returned with dignity: "Je vous remercie, monsieur Vikentev, vous etes bien amiable."
The guests who heard this indictment were horror-stricken. The ladies hurried out into the hall without taking leave of their hostess, the rest followed them like sheep, and soon all were gone. Tatiana Markovna motioned Marfinka and Vera to the door, but Marfinka alone obeyed the indication. As for Niel Andreevich he had become deadly pale. "Who," he cried, "who has brought you these tales? Speak!
She was seized by pain so sharp that she could hardly breathe, and stepped back. Then she saw the bouquet intended for Marfinka on the table. She picked it up, half unconsciously, to press it to her face, but it slipped from her hands, and she herself fell unconscious on the floor. At ten o'clock the big bell in the village church began to sound for Mass.
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!
"This is how I draw now," said Marfinka, handing him a drawing of a bunch of flowers. "Splendid, little sister! Is it done from nature?" "Yes, from nature. I can make wax-flowers, too." "And do you play or sing?" "I play the piano." "And does Veroshka draw and play?" Marfinka shook her head. "Does she like needlework? No? Then is she fond of reading?" "Yes, she reads a great deal.
And you, Marfinka, find out if that person, Markushka, will have anything. But don't go yourself, send Egorka." Marfinka seized the carp's head with two fingers, but when he began to wave his tail hither and thither, she uttered a loud cry, hastily dropped him on the floor, and fled down the corridor.
"What you like," she said absently, and gave orders to Vassilissa and the maid who was going with Marfinka to Kolchino to put everything in order and pack up what was necessary.
She read, but was never heard to speak of what she read; she did not play the piano, though she sometimes struck discords and listened to their effects. Raisky noticed that their aunt was liberal with observation and warnings for Marfinka; but she said nothing to Vera, no doubt in the hope that the good seed sown would bear fruit.
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