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She kissed him on the forehead and sat down again on the sofa. They were silent for a while. "As I was saying to you, Andrew, be kind and generous as you always used to be. Don't judge Lise harshly," she began. "She is so sweet, so good-natured, and her position now is a very hard one." "I do not think I have complained of my wife to you, Masha, or blamed her. Why do you say all this to me?"
She had hardly uttered these words when Lutchkov pulled out his sword, clutched with one hand at the frail twigs of a willow, and, bending his whole body over the water, cut off the head of the flower. 'It's deep here, take care! Masha cried in terror. Lutchkov with the tip of his sword brought the flower to the bank, at her very feet.
I shan't bring you any presents, as you don't write to me about the summer villa and the mongoose. I bought you a watch, Masha, but I have cast it to the swine. But there, God forgive you! P.S. I shall be back by Easter, come and meet me at the station. NAPLES, April 7, 1891. Yesterday I went to Pompeii and went over it.
How could she forget that her father, the engineer, drank, drank heavily, and that the money with which he bought Dubechnia was acquired by means of a whole series of impudent, dishonest swindles? How could she forget? And my sister, too, was living with her own private thoughts which she hid from me. She used often to sit whispering with Masha.
Lutchkov often repeated that he 'was a soldier. A brief silence followed. Masha was still looking at the meadow. 'How about getting away? thought Avdey. 'What rot it is, though! Come, more pluck!... Marya Sergievna... he began, in a fairly resolute voice. Masha turned to him.
"Well, did you find some?" she asked from under the white kerchief, turning her handsome, gently smiling face to him. "Not one," said Sergey Ivanovitch. "Did you?" She did not answer, busy with the children who thronged about her. "That one too, near the twig," she pointed out to little Masha a little fungus, split in half across its rosy cap by the dry grass from under which it thrust itself.
"If anything has been said that shouldn't have been or anything done not to your liking, forgive us," said an old man, and he bowed down to her and to me. As we drove home Masha kept looking round at the school; the green roof, which I had painted, and which was glistening in the sun, remained in sight for a long while. And I felt that the look Masha turned upon it now was one of farewell.
You're not well, Masha. 'My head does ache a little, said Masha, to find some way of escape. 'There, I knew it. Nenila Makarievna put some scent on Masha's forehead. 'You're not feverish, though. Masha stooped down, and picked a thread off the floor. Nenila Makarievna's arms lay softly round Masha's slender waist.
It's the last time I forgive you, but if you transgress again don't ask for mercy!" Then they went into the dining-room to coffee. But they had hardly sat down, when the downstairs Masha rushed headlong in, saying with horror, "The singers!" And ran back again.
KÓRSHUNOV. Gordéy Kárpych, may I kiss your daughter? And I must confess he, he I'm fond of this sort of thing. Yes, well, who doesn't like it! He, he! GORDÉY KÁRPYCH. You're welcome to do so; don't stand on ceremony. KÓRSHUNOV. Will you give me a kiss, young lady? KÓRSHUNOV. Well now, every one of them, right down the line. ANNA IVÁNOVNA. I suppose so! I'm not proud. MÁSHA. Oh, how embarrassing!
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