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Updated: June 24, 2025
With a nervous quiver in his fingers the shopman closes the boxes, and for no sort of object piles them one on the top of another. A moment of silence follows. "I want some bead lace, too," says Polinka, lifting her eyes guiltily to the shopman. "What sort? Black or coloured? Bead lace on tulle is the most fashionable trimming." "And how much is it?"
At that moment a tall, lanky shopman comes up to the pyramid of boxes, and says to his customer: "Let me show you some good elastic garters that do not impede the circulation, certified by medical authority . . ." Nikolay Timofeitch screens Polinka, and, trying to conceal her emotion and his own, wrinkles his face into a smile and says aloud: "There are two kinds of lace, madam: cotton and silk!
Nikolay Timofeitch, a graceful dark young man, fashionably dressed, with frizzled hair and a big pin in his cravat, has already cleared a place on the counter and is craning forward, looking at Polinka with a smile. "Morning, Pelagea Sergeevna!" he cries in a pleasant, hearty baritone voice. "What can I do for you?" "Good-morning!" says Polinka, going up to him.
"You see, I'm back again. . . . Show me some gimp, please." "Gimp for what purpose?" "For a bodice trimming to trim a whole dress, in fact." "Certainly." Nickolay Timofeitch lays several kinds of gimp before Polinka; she looks at the trimmings languidly and begins bargaining over them. "Oh, come, a rouble's not dear," says the shopman persuasively, with a condescending smile.
Nikolay Timofeitch turns in that direction, smirks and shouts: "Yes, we have! Ribbon with a metal stripe, ottoman with a satin stripe, and satin with a moiré stripe!" "Oh, by the way, I mustn't forget, Olga asked me to get her a pair of stays!" says Polinka. "There are tears in your eyes," says Nikolay Timofeitch in dismay. "What's that for?
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