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Updated: June 12, 2025
Though I had promised Punin to trace Musa, yet as I set off the same day to Tarhov's, I had not the slightest expectation of learning anything, as I considered it certain that either I should not find him at home, or that he would refuse to see me. My supposition turned out to be a mistaken one.
'At home it's no matter, and in the street, too, it's no harm; but when one finds one's self in gilded palaces, one's poverty stares one in the face, and one feels confused! I occupied two small rooms on the ground floor, and certainly it would never have entered any one's head to call them palaces, still less gilded; but Punin apparently was referring to the whole of my grandmother's house, though that too was by no means conspicuously sumptuous.
Baburin most likely guessed what I had been speaking about to Punin, and opening his lips, which were tightly compressed, as though glued together, he pronounced, in a deliberate voice, 'My dear sir, since your last visit to us, something disagreeable has happened to us; our young friend, Musa Pavlovna Vinogradov, finding it no longer convenient to live with us, has decided to leave us, and has given us a written communication to that effect.
At the fact that I, like a true friend and comrade, had pointed out the danger of the way upon which he had set his foot or that I was going? Ideas of the most diverse kind were floating in my head the whole day till evening till the very instant when I entered the house occupied by Punin and Baburin, for I went to see them the same day.
He seemed to me to have aged much more than Punin, though his step was as firm as ever, and the expression of his face altogether was unchanged; but he had grown thin and bent, his cheeks were sunken, and his thick black shock of hair was sprinkled with grey.
He came into my room with rather an embarrassed face, and began making bows, looking about him, and apologising for his intrusion, as he called it. I made haste to reassure him. I, sinful man, imagined that Punin had come with the intention of borrowing money. But he confined himself to asking for a glass of tea with rum in it, as, luckily, the samovar had not been cleared away.
I confined myself to whispering to Punin, 'I have discovered nothing, and my advice to you is to give up all hope. Punin glanced at me with his swollen, red little eyes the only red left in his face muttered something inaudible, and hobbled away.
Paramon Semyonitch? Baburin frowned; Musa turned away ... I did not understand the hint at the time. So passed two hours ... in no very lively fashion, though Punin did his best to 'entertain the honourable company. For instance, he squatted down in front of the cage of one of the canaries, opened the door, and commanded: 'On the cupola!
While Punin and I talked like this, cautiously picking our way over the unevenly laid brick pavement of so-called 'white-stoned' Moscow in which there is not one stone, and which is not white at all Musa walked silently beside us on the side further from me.
There is in it, among others, a mighty Tatar woman, a gigantic heroine; I have forgotten even her name now; but in those days my hands and feet turned cold as soon as it was mentioned. 'Yes, Punin would say, nodding his head with great significance, 'Heraskov, he doesn't let one off easily.
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