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Updated: June 26, 2025
Why, I declare, my dear, there was a time when I had a terrible character as a fighting man. Masha looked wonderingly at her parent, laughed, then jumped up and kissed him on the cheek. His wife smiled a little, too... but Sergei Sergeitch had spoken the truth. 'I don't know if that gentleman is coming, observed Nenila Makarievna. 'Possibly he may come too. The daughter sighed.
Masha took it into her head to start a game of 'catch-catch. Maid-servants and footmen came out; Mr. Perekatov stood with his wife, Kister with Masha. The maids ran with deferential little shrieks; Mr. Perekatov's valet had the temerity to separate Nenila Makarievna from her spouse; one of the servant-girls respectfully paired off with her master; Fyodor Fedoritch was not parted from Masha.
'Oh, thank you! said Masha, 'thank you, thank you! Nenila Makarievna got as far as the door and suddenly turned back again. 'Do you remember your promise, Masha? 'What promise? 'You were going to tell me when you fall in love. 'I remember. Masha looked brightly and boldly at her mother. 'It can't be! thought Nenila Makarievna, and she felt reassured.
Nenila Makarievna came in and sat with them, and possibly with intention mentioned Avdey Ivanovitch. But in her mother's presence Masha was armed jusqu'aux dents, as the French say, and she did not betray herself at all. So passed the whole morning. 'You will dine with us? Nenila Makarievna asked Kister. Masha turned away. 'No, Kister said hurriedly, and he glanced towards Masha.
'You're a little pale to-day, Nenila Makarievna said to her daughter, on the evening of the same day. 'Are you quite well? 'Yes, mamma. Nenila Makarievna set straight the kerchief on the girl's neck. 'You are very pale; look at me, she went on, with that motherly solicitude in which there is none the less audible a note of parental authority: 'there, now, your eyes look heavy too.
This illustrious personage extended his patronage to the young people even after the marriage, that is to say, he accepted presents of salted quails from them and called Perekatov 'my dear boy, and sometimes simply, 'boy. Nenila Makarievna took complete possession of her husband, managed everything, and looked after the whole property very sensibly, indeed; far better, any way, than Mr.
Her protector had educated his little Nenila very carefully, as it is called, in his own house, but got her off his hands rather hurriedly, at the first offer, as a not very marketable article. Nenila Makarievna was ugly; the distinguished gentleman was giving her no more than ten thousand as dowry; she snatched eagerly at Mr. Perekatov. To Mr.
And Masha hugged her. 'With Avdey Ivanovitch? Masha repeated serenely. 'Oh, all sorts of things.... 'Do you like him? 'Oh yes, I like him. 'Do you remember how anxious you were to get to know him, how excited you were? Masha turned away and laughed. 'What a strange person he is! Nenila Makarievna observed good-humouredly.
The landowners of the South of Russia are very keen on giving balls, inviting officers to their houses, and marrying off their daughters. About seven miles from the village of Kirilovo lived just such a country gentleman, a Mr. Perekatov, the owner of four hundred souls, and a fairly spacious house. He had a daughter of eighteen, Mashenka, and a wife, Nenila Makarievna. Mr.
Masha recovered herself, and gradually began to watch Lutchkov. To the questions addressed to him by the lady of the house, he answered briefly, but uneasily; he was shy, like all egoistic people. Nenila Makarievna suggested a stroll in the garden to her guests, but did not herself go beyond the balcony.
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