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Updated: June 18, 2025
"Doesn't my Liza play well, Woldemar?" Madame Kalitine was saying at this moment to Panshine. "Yes," replied Panshine, "exceedingly well." Madame Kalitine looked tenderly at her young partner; but he assumed a still more important and pre-occupied look, and called fourteen kings. Lavretsky was no longer a very young man.
But we will first of all say a few words about the fate of Mikhalevich, Panshine, and Madame Lavretsky, and then take leave of them forever. Mikhalevich, after much wandering to and fro, at last hit upon the business he was fitted for, and obtained the post of Head Inspector in one of the Government Educational Institutes.
At first Panshine was nervous, and sang rather false, but afterwards he experienced an artistic glow; and, if he did not sing faultlessly, at all events he shrugged his shoulders, swayed his body to and fro, and from time to time lifted his hand aloft, like a genuine vocalist. Varvara Pavlovna afterwards played two or three little pieces by Thalberg, and coquettishly chanted a French song.
Panshine was not at the Kalitines' that evening, for the Governor had sent him somewhere into the country. Liza played unaccompanied, and that with great accuracy. Lemm grew lively and animated, rolled up a sheet of paper, and conducted the music. Maria Dmitrievna looked at him laughingly for a while, and then went off to bed. According to her, Beethoven was too agitating for her nerves.
Petersburg, Panshine was looked upon as an efficient public servant; the work "burnt under his hands;" he spoke of it jestingly, as a man of the world should, who does not attach any special importance to his employment; but he was a "doer." Heads of departments like such subordinates; he himself never doubted that in time, supposing he really wished it, he would be a Minister.
I remember he was a terrible glutton when he was a boy, and even now, perhaps, he is fond of eating and drinking." "Allow me to pay my respects, Maria Timofeevna," said Panshine, coming up to the excited old lady, and making her a low bow. "Pray excuse me, my dear sir," replied Marfa Timofeevna, "I overlooked you in my joy.
"I have already introduced myself to Lizaveta Mikhailovna," interrupted Lavretsky. "Monsieur Panshine Sergius Petrovich Gedeonovsky. But do sit down. I look at you, and, really, I can scarcely trust my eyes. But tell me about your health; is it good?" "I am quite well, as you can see. "When I think what a number of years it is since we last saw one another," musingly said Maria Dmitrievna.
Liza had not uttered a single word during the dispute between Lavretsky and Panshine, but she had followed it attentively, and had been on Lavretsky's side throughout. She cared very little about politics; but she was repelled by the self-sufficient tone of the worldly official, who had never shown himself in that light before, and his contempt for Russia offended her.
Panshine tried to make out their hidden meaning, tried to make his own eyes eloquent, but he was conscious that he failed. He acknowledged that Varvara Pavlovna, in her capacity as a real lioness from abroad, stood on a higher level than he; and, therefore, he was not altogether master of himself.
"I scarcely write anything," answered Panshine. "I do so only now and then between business hours. But do you sing?" "Oh yes! do sing us something," said Maria Dmitrievna. Varvara Pavlovna tossed her head, and pushed her hair back from her flushed cheeks. Then, addressing Panshine, she said "Our voices ought to go well together. Let us sing a duet.
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