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'Qu'a-vez-vous? Mlle, Boncourt would ask her, and then she would begin to scold her, saying that it was improper for a young girl to be absorbed and to appear absent-minded. But Natalya was not absent-minded; on the contrary, she studied diligently; she read and worked eagerly.
Thirty innocent Jews were clubbed to death, and then literally cut to pieces. Natalya and her family, who occupied the last house on the street, crept unnoticed to the shack of a Roman Catholic friend, a woman who hid sixteen Jewish people under the straw of the hut in the fields where she lived, in one room, with eight children and some pigs and chickens.
I described to you the outline of it the day before yesterday, and shall send it to you. 'And you will publish it? 'No. 'No? For whose sake will you work then? 'And if it were for you? Natalya dropped her eyes. 'It would be far above me. 'What, may I ask, is the subject of the essay? Bassistoff inquired modestly. He was sitting a little distance away.
He used privately to give her books, to confide his plans to her, and to read her the first pages of the essays and other works he had in his mind. Natalya did not always fully grasp the significance of them. But Rudin did not seem to care much about her understanding, so long as she listened to him. His intimacy with Natalya was not altogether pleasing to Darya Mihailovna.
Natalya wondered with interest who these "sisters" were. On making inquiry, she found that the workers in other shirt-waist factories had struck, for various reasons of dissatisfaction with the terms of their trade. The factories had continued work with strike breakers.
Natalya did not leave her mother's side, and was at times lost in thought, and then bent over her work. Bassistoff did not take his eyes off Rudin, constantly on the alert for him to say something brilliant. About three hours were passed in this way rather monotonously.
Darya Mihailovna was secretly perplexed; for the first time it struck her that she did not really understand her daughter. When she had heard from Pandalevsky of her meeting with Rudin, she was not so much displeased as amazed that her sensible Natalya could resolve upon such a step.
Volintsev raised himself, and, leaning on his elbow gazed a long, long while into his friend's face, and then repeated to him his whole conversation with Rudin word for word. He had never before given Lezhnyov a hint of his sentiments towards Natalya, though he guessed they were no secret to him. 'Well, brother, you have surprised me! Lezhnyov said, as soon as Volintsev had finished his story.
"I would not have worried you, my dear fellow, but really there is no one here but you I can appeal to. You know what people are like about here." "To be sure, to be sure, to be sure.... Yes." I thought that as we were going to have a serious, business consultation in which any one might take part, regardless of their position or personal relations, why should I not invite Natalya Gavrilovna.
'Why is it we have not seen Sergei Pavlitch for so long? he asked suddenly. Natalya blushed, and bent her head over her embroidery frame. 'I don't know, she murmured. 'What a splendid, generous fellow he is! Rudin declared, standing up. 'It is one of the best types of a Russian gentleman. Mlle, Boncourt gave him a sidelong look out of her little French eyes. Rudin walked up and down the room.
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