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Madame Odintsov held both hands out before her; but Bazarov was leaning with his forehead pressed against the window pane. He breathed hard; his whole body was visibly trembling.
Bazarov gave up talking to Arkady about Madame Odintsov, gave up even abusing her 'aristocratic ways'; Katya, it is true, he praised as before, and only advised him to restrain her sentimental tendencies, but his praises were hurried, his advice dry, and in general he talked less to Arkady than before ... he seemed to avoid him, seemed ill at ease with him.
They were obviously not expected. They sat rather a long while, looking rather foolish, in the drawing-room. Madame Odintsov came in to them at last. She greeted them with her customary politeness, but was surprised at their hasty return; and, so far as could be judged from the deliberation of her gestures and words, she was not over pleased at it.
Madame Odintsov looked at him twice, not stealthily, but straight in the face, which was bilious and forbidding, with downcast eyes, and contemptuous determination stamped on every feature, and thought: 'No ... no ... no. ... After dinner, she went with the whole company into the garden, and seeing that Bazarov wanted to speak to her, she took a few steps to one side and stopped.
It is impossible that Bazarov was not like the Nihilists of the sixties; but in any case as a figure in fiction, whatever the fact may be, he lives and will continue to live.... From "An Outline of Russian Literature" . NIKOLAI PETROVITCH KIRSANOV, a landowner. PAVEL PETROVITCH KIRSANOV, his brother. ARINA VLASYEVNA, mother of Bazarov. ANNA SERGYEVNA ODINTSOV, a wealthy widow.
Arkady observed it all, but he kept his observations to himself. The real cause of all this 'newness' was the feeling inspired in Bazarov by Madame Odintsov, a feeling which tortured and maddened him, and which he would at once have denied, with scornful laughter and cynical abuse, if any one had ever so remotely hinted at the possibility of what was taking place in him.
An ample white gown hid her completely in its soft folds; even the tips of her feet, also crossed, were hardly seen. 'And why stay? answered Bazarov. Madame Odintsov turned her head slightly. 'You ask why. Have you not enjoyed yourself with me? Or do you suppose you will not be missed here? 'I am sure of it. Madame Odintsov was silent a minute. 'You are wrong in thinking that.
I shall be very curious to see the man who has the courage to believe in nothing. The Governor came up to Madame Odintsov, announced that supper was ready, and, with a careworn face, offered her his arm. As she went away, she turned to give a last smile and bow to Arkady. 'Well? Bazarov questioned him, directly he had gone back to him in the corner. 'Did you have a good time?
Madame Odintsov smiled again. 'You would absolutely refuse to believe that I am capable of being carried away by anything? Bazarov glanced at her from under his brows. 'By curiosity, perhaps; but not otherwise. 'Really? Well, now I understand why we are such friends; you are just like me, you see. 'We are such friends ... Bazarov articulated in a choked voice.
Anna Sergyevna Odintsov was the daughter of Sergay Nikolaevitch Loktev, notorious for his personal beauty, his speculations, and his gambling propensities, who after cutting a figure and making a sensation for fifteen years in Petersburg and Moscow, finished by ruining himself completely at cards, and was forced to retire to the country, where, however, he soon after died, leaving a very small property to his two daughters Anna, a girl of twenty, and Katya, a child of twelve.
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