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Musa talked a great deal about Punin, talked in an even voice, which too had lost its fire. I learned that of late years he had become very feeble, had almost sunk into childishness, so much so that he was miserable if he had not toys to play with; they persuaded him, it is true, that he made them out of waste stuff for sale ... but he really played with them himself.
'God the All-powerful doth arise And judgeth in the congregation of the mighty! ... How long, how long, saith the Lord, Will ye have mercy on the wicked? "Ye have to keep the laws...." 'Sit down! Baburin said to him. Punin sat down, but continued: 'To save the guiltless and needy, To give shelter to the afflicted, To defend the weak from the oppressors.
Punin rubbed his bare head with extraordinary rapidity. 'She's a beauty, sir, a pearl or even a diamond it's the truth I am telling you. He bent down quite to my ear. 'Noble blood, too, he whispered to me, 'only you understand left-handed; the forbidden fruit was eaten.
When everything was over, when what was Punin had disappeared for ever in the damp ... yes, undoubtedly damp earth of the Smolensky cemetery, Baburin, after standing a couple of minutes with bowed, uncovered head before the newly risen mound of sandy clay, turned to me his emaciated, as it were embittered, face, his dry, sunken eyes, thanked me grimly, and was about to move away; but I detained him.
Musa heard me out, without stirring from the spot, or looking at me again. 'There's something else I ought to tell you, she began, moving forward again along the path, 'or else you may think I'm quite mad! I ought to tell you, that old man wants to marry me! 'What old man? The bald one? Punin? 'No not he! The other ... Paramon Semyonitch. 'Baburin? 'Yes. 'Is it possible?
I followed Punin, but in the doorway I thought it as well to turn round and fling a glance of defiance at Baburin, as though to say, I'm not afraid of you! He responded in the same way, and positively snorted into the towel probably to make me thoroughly aware how utterly he despised me! What an insolent fellow your friend is! I said to Punin, directly the door had closed behind me.
Hearing such dispiriting utterances, Punin sighed expressively, assented, shook his head up and down, and from side to side; Musa maintained a stubborn silence.... She was obviously fretted by the doubt, what I was, whether I was a discreet person or a gossip. And if I were discreet, whether it was not with some afterthought in my mind.
'By all means, little master, by all means. He took off the cap; I was holding out my hand, but I raised my eyes, and simply burst out laughing. Punin was completely bald; not a single hair was to be seen on the high conical skull, covered with smooth white skin. He passed his open hand over it, and he too laughed.
'Why, is life so sweet, then? Even your friend Vladimir Nikolaitch, I may say, I've come to love from being wretched and dull: and then Paramon Semyonitch with his offers of marriage.... Punin, though he bores me with his verses, he doesn't scare me, anyway; he doesn't make me read Karamzin in the evenings, when my head's ready to drop off my shoulders for weariness!
'Well, and do you know, your noble honour, whether my friend has come to terms with your grandmamma, whether he has obtained the situation he was promised? 'I don't know. Punin cleared his throat. 'Ah! if one could be settled here, if only for a while!
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