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I remember he was dreadfully greedy when he was a little fellow, and he likes good things now, I daresay." "My respects, Marfa Timofyevna," said Panshin, approaching the delighted old lady from one side with a low bow. "Pardon me, sir," replied Marfa Timofyevna, "for not observing you in my delight.
Her guests took the hint and began to say good-bye. Varvara Pavlovna had to promise that she would come to dinner the following day and bring Ada. Gedeonovsky, who had all but fallen asleep sitting in his corner, offered to escort her home. Panshin took leave solemnly of all, but at the steps as he put Varvara Pavlovna into her carriage he pressed her hand, and cried after her, "au revoir!"
Is Panshin still on view? Did you see Lisa? No? She was meaning to come up here. And here she is: speak of angels " Lisa came into the room, and she flushed when she saw Lavretsky. "I came in for a minute, Marfa Timofyevna," she was beginning. "Why for a minute?" interposed the old lady. "Why are you always in such a hurry, you young people?
"I know, I know what you mean to say," Panshin interrupted, and again he ran his fingers over the keys: "for the music and the books I bring you, for the wretched sketches with which I adorn your album, and so forth. I might do all that and be an egoist all the same.
Don't be angry with me, my girl, only fools are angry at the truth. I have given orders not to admit him to-day. I love him, but I shall never forgive him for this. Upon my word, a widower! Give me some water. But as for your sending Panshin about his business, I think you're a first-rate girl for that.
Madame Byelenitsin thought it very pretty, but her words mean nothing. I should like to know what you think of it. But, I think, though, that had better be later on." "Why later on?" interposed Marya Dmitrievna, "why not now?" "I obey," replied Panshin, with a peculiar bright and sweet smile, which came and went suddenly on his face.
I keep thinking of you dead wife, and you frighten me." "Don't you think, Voldemar, that Liseta plays charmingly?" Marya Dmitrievna was saying at that moment to Panshin. "Yes," answered Panshin, "very charmingly." Marya Dmitrievna looked tenderly at her young partner, but the latter assumed a still more important and care-worn air and called fourteen kings.
But I don't want to justify myself." "Well, anyway, why not try? Don't despair," rejoined Marya Dmitrievna, and she was on the point of patting her on the cheek, but after a glance at her she had not the courage. "She is humble, very humble," she thought, "but still she is a lioness." "Are you ill?" Panshin was saying to Lisa meanwhile. "Yes, I am not well."
You see I have a visitor; talk to him a little, and entertain him." Lisa sat down on the edge of a chair; she raised her eyes to Lavretsky and felt that it was impossible not to let him know how her interview with Panshin had ended. But how was she to do it? She felt both awkward and ashamed.
She was not a Pestov for nothing: three Pestovs had been on the death-list of Ivan the Terrible, Marfa Timofyevna was well aware of the fact. "Tell me please," began Lavretsky again, "Marya Dmitrievna has just been talking to me about this what's his name? Panshin. What sort of a man is he?" "What a chatterbox she is, Lord save us!" muttered Marfa Timofyevna.
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