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The next morning Mariana woke him passing through his room on her way to Tatiana. He had scarcely dressed when she came back. She seemed excited, her face expressing delight and anxiety at the same time. "Do you know, Aliosha, they say that in the province of T., quite near here, it has already begun!" "What? What has begun? Who said so?" "Pavel.
Russia seemed to me more remote than any other country farther away than China, almost as far as the North Pole. Of all the strange, uprooted people among the first settlers, those two men were the strangest and the most aloof. Their last names were unpronounceable, so they were called Pavel and Peter. They went about making signs to people, and until the Shimerdas came they had no friends.
"Well, Mariana!" he stammered out, "you've always talked of sim-plif-ication... so here I am quite simplified. Because the people are always drunk... and so..." He ceased, then muttered something indistinctly to himself, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. Pavel stretched him carefully on the couch. "Don't worry, Mariana Vikentievna," he repeated.
'Who's that? my grandmother inquired of Filippitch, who was walking on tiptoe behind her. 'Of whom ... you are pleased ... Filippitch stammered. 'Oh, fool! I mean the one that looked so sullenly at me. There, standing yonder, not working. 'Oh, him! Yes ... th ... th ... that's Yermil, son of Pavel Afanasiitch, now deceased.
To see after the property of so near a relative, he said, was an occupation that even a general might adopt without disgrace. It is possible that Pavel Petrovich would not have disdained to occupy himself with the affairs of even an utter stranger. Varvara Pavlovna carried out her plan of attack very skillfully.
"Haven't you heard who killed Isay?" He stopped in his clumsy pacing of the room to turn to Pavel. "No!" Pavel answered briefly. "There you got a man who wasn't squeamish about the job! And I'd always been preparing to do it myself. It was my job just the thing for me!" "Don't talk nonsense, Nikolay," Pavel said in a friendly manner.
I thought you could never get reconciled to us, that you could never adopt our ideas as yours, but that you would suffer in silence as you had suffered all your life long. It was hard." "Andriusha made me understand many things!" she declared, in her desire to turn her son's attention to his comrade. "Yes, he told me about you," said Pavel, laughing. "And Yegor, too!
Pavel Petrovitch was left alone, and he looked round this time with special attention. The small low-pitched room in which he found himself was very clean and snug. It smelt of the freshly painted floor and of camomile.
The mother bowed in silence. "Pavel is not at home yet?" The stranger leisurely removed his short fur jacket, raised one foot, whipped the snow from his boot with his hat, then did the same with the other foot, flung his hat into a corner, and rocking on his thin legs walked into the room, looking back at the imprints he left on the floor.
Presently, in one of those sobbing intervals between the blasts, the coyotes tuned up with their whining howl; one, two, three, then all together to tell us that winter was coming. This sound brought an answer from the bed a long complaining cry as if Pavel were having bad dreams or were waking to some old misery. Peter listened, but did not stir. He was sitting on the floor by the kitchen stove.
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