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Updated: June 17, 2025
On a sudden, Olya arrived, her figure darkly silhouetted an instant a tiny insignificant atom against the vastness of the hill and sky as she stood poised on the brink of the ravine; then she clambered down its precipitous side to Agrenev. Alexander Alexandrovitch Agrenev, mining engineer and married man, and Olya Andreevna Golovkina!
Vlass has an older brother, Yuri, a sister, Olya, and a younger brother, Vladimir, a kind and inoffensive creature. Life runs along smoothly in the little country town. The days pass, one like the other, and the most insignificant event takes on grave importance in this monotonous life. One night, Vlass's young teacher is arrested and sent to Siberia.
There was sunshine there in the daytime, and Olya wore a white dress. It was there the two of them, Agrenev and Olya, usually bade each other adieu. But on that evening, Agrenev accompanied Olya to her home, and both were absorbed by the same thought the aunt! Was she sitting by the window without a lamp waiting for her niece, or had she already lighted it in order to prepare the supper?
You will never forgive me for that, and will always be lying to me!" Pyotr Dmitritch dropped the newspaper and got up. The unexpected insult overwhelmed him. With a childishly helpless smile he looked desperately at his wife, and holding out his hands to her as though to ward off blows, he said imploringly: "Olya!"
It was now autumn, and as he stood in the ravine waiting for Olya, the cranes flew low over his head, stretching themselves out like arrows and crying discordantly. A wintry sulphurous light overspread the eastern sky, and the blue crest of the Vega shone out above him tremendous and triumphant, sweeping up into the very heart of the flaming sunset.
Olya hoped desperately that her aunt would be in her usual place and the lamp unlit, so that she could slip by into her room unseen and secretly change her clothes. Not only did Olya and Alexander Alexandrovitch walk arm-in-arm but they pressed close together, their heads bent the one to the other whispering ... only of the aunt.
All the summer Olya had begged Agrenev to bring her books to read; she did not notice, however, that he had never once brought her any! Then one evening, early in September, after a spell of rain which had prevented their meeting for some days, there happened that which was bound to happen which happens to a maiden only once in her life.
She interrupted him hastily a slender little reed: "As a whole I know little of foreign writers ..." In the town neither in the high-school, the library, nor the newspapers did they know of Balmont or Blok, but Olya loved to declaim by rote from Kozlov, and she spoke French.
The town lay over hillocks and fields and the ancient quarries, all its energies flowing out from the factory at the further end and a casual conversation which occured in the spring at the beginning of Agrenev's acquaintance with Olya was characteristic alike of the town and of her. Agrenev had said apropos of something: "Balmont, Blok, Brusov, Sologub..."
In the pitchblack darkness overhead the wild-geese could be heard rustling their wings as they flew southward, scared by his cigarette the tenth in succession. "Southward, geese, southward!... But you shall go nowhere, slave, useless among the useless!" Then he remembered that slap in the face Nina Kallistratovna had given for her husband nobody would give Olya Golovkina one for him!
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