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Panshine replied incisively and irritably, declared that clever people were bound to reform every thing, and at length was carried away to such an extent that, forgetting his position as a chamberlain, and his proper line of action as a member of the civil service, he called Lavretsky a retrogade conservative, and alluded very distantly it is true to his false position in society.
A week later Lavretsky went away to Moscow, having left five thousand roubles at his wife's disposal; and the day after Lavretsky's departure, Panshine appeared, whom Varvara Pavlovna had entreated not to forget her in her solitude.
Moreover, she announced that she was not going to play cards, that it would be a sin to do so in such lovely weather, and that it was a duty to enjoy the beauties of nature. Panshine was the only stranger present. "Russia," he said, "has lagged behind Europe, and must be driven up alongside of it. We are told that ours is a young country. That is all nonsense. Besides, we have no inventive power.
She suddenly turned her back upon the piano, saying, "Assez de musique comme ça; let us talk a little," and crossed her hands before her. "Oui, asses de musique," gladly repeated Panshine, and began a conversation with her a brisk and airy conversation, carried on in French.
Accordingly the second part of the sonata tolerably quick allegro would not do at all. At the twentieth bar Panshine, who was a couple of bars behind, gave in, and pushed back his chair with a laugh. "No!" he exclaimed, "I cannot play to-day. It is fortunate that Lemm cannot hear us; he would have had a fit." Liza stood up, shut the piano, and then turned to Panshine.
"To cultivate the soil," replied Lavretsky; "and to cultivate it as well as possible." "No doubt that is very praiseworthy," answered Panshine, "and I hear you have already had great success in that line; but you must admit that every one is not fitted for such an occupation "
Panshine bowed in an engaging manner to all the occupants of the room; shook hands with Maria Dmitrievna and Elizaveta Mikhailovna, lightly tapped Gedeonovsky on the shoulder, and, turning on his heels, took Lenochka's head between his hands and kissed her on the forehead. "Are not you afraid to ride such a vicious horse?" asked Maria Dmitrievna. "I beg your pardon, it is perfectly quiet.
For a long time he had composed nothing; but apparently Liza, his best pupil, had been able to arouse him. It was for her that he had written the cantata to which Panshine alluded. The words of this cantata were borrowed by him from his collection of hymns, with the exception of a few verses which he composed himself. It was written for two choruses: one of the happy, one of the unhappy.
"Do come," she continued, before he had time to answer. "We will pray together for the repose of her soul." Then she added that she did not know what she ought to do that she did not know whether she had any right to make Panshine wait longer for her decision. "Why?" asked Lavretsky. "Because," she replied, "I begin to suspect by this time what that decision will be."
Liza went into another room for the album, and Panshine, finding himself alone, took a cambric handkerchief out of his pocket, rubbed his nails and looked sideways at his hands. They were very white and well shaped; on the second finger of the left hand he wore a spiral gold ring. Liza returned; Panshine seated himself by the window and opened the album.
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