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He would have taken his leave on one occasion, on the ground that all his money was spent; she gave him five hundred roubles. He borrowed two hundred roubles more from Volintsev. Pigasov visited Darya Mihailovna much less frequently than before; Rudin crushed him by his presence. And indeed it was not only Pigasov who was conscious of an oppression.
The Glinovsky meadows are yours. 'Yes, they are mine, replied Pigasov gloomily. 'You have been trying to gain this so many years, and now you seem discontented. 'I assure you, Alexandra Pavlovna, said Pigasov slowly, 'nothing can be worse and more injurious than good-fortune that comes too late.
Everything comes to pass in the world; so who knows, perhaps Pigasov was right? At half-past nine Rudin was already in the arbour. The stars had come out in the pale, distant depths of the heaven; there was still a red glow where the sun had set, and there the horizon seemed brighter and clearer; a semi-circular moon shone golden through the black network of the weeping birch-tree.
And what do you want with truth, kindly tell me? you can't trim a bonnet with it! 'A joke is not an argument, observed Darya Mihailovna, 'especially when you descend to personal insult. 'I don't know about truth, but I see speaking it does not answer, muttered Pigasov, and he turned angrily away. And Rudin began to speak of pride, and he spoke well.
'Are you in the government service? she asked. 'Who? 'Yes. 'No. I have retired. There followed a brief pause. The general conversation was resumed. 'If you will allow me to be inquisitive, began Pigasov, turning to Rudin, 'do you know the contents of the essay which his excellency the baron has sent? 'Yes, I do.
'Undoubtedly, cried Pigasov, 'pride that I understand, and you, I expect, understand, and every one understands; but truth, what is truth? Where is it, this truth? 'You are repeating yourself, let me warn you, remarked Darya Mihailovna. Pigasov shrugged his shoulders. 'Well, where's the harm if I do? I ask: where is truth? Even the philosophers don't know what it is.
'What do you want a pencil for? he said at last 'I want to write down Mr. Rudin's last sentence. If one doesn't write it down, one might forget it, I'm afraid! But you will own, a sentence like that is such a handful of trumps. 'There are things which it is a shame to laugh at and make fun of, African Semenitch! said Bassistoff warmly, turning away from Pigasov.
Then he turned to another gentleman who to begin with had been a freemason, then a hypochondriac, and then wanted to be a banker. 'How were you a freemason, Philip Stepanitch? Pigasov asked him. 'You know how; I wore the nail of my little finger long.
'But that does not prevent your thinking of them, put in Darya Mihailovna. 'I say nothing of them, repeated Pigasov. 'All young ladies, in general, are affected to the most extreme point affected in the expression of their feelings. 'How did you do that? Pigasov's eyes sparkled. 'I poked her in the side with an aspen stake, from behind.
He was a genius, we grant you; but the grandeur of the discoveries of genius is that they become the heritage of all. The effort to discover universal principles in the multiplicity of phenomena is one of the radical characteristics of human thought, and all our civilisation 'That's what you're driving at! Pigasov broke in in a drawling tone.
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