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I don't intend going to see the girl at the baker's shop any more. Onisim dropped his eyelids and brandished the brush. Pyetushkov waited for his approbation; but his servant remained speechless. 'It's not the proper thing, Pyetushkov went on in a severe voice 'it's unseemly.... Come, tell me what you think? 'What am I to think? It's for you to say. What business have I to think?
Pyetushkov turned red and pale almost at the same instant. Praskovia Ivanovna still went on bowing.... 'Very good, Ivan Afanasiitch cried sharply. 'Good-bye. He turned abruptly and put on his cap. 'But the little bill, sir.... 'Send it ... my orderly shall pay you. Pyetushkov went with resolute steps out of the baker's shop, and did not even look round. A fortnight passed.
Pyetushkov was silent. 'Come now, Vassilissa, he began at last; 'no, I won't be cross.... Come, tell me, what were you talking about? Vassilissa laughed. 'He is a one to joke, really, that Piotr Petrovitch! 'Well, what did he say? 'He is a fellow! Pyetushkov was silent again for a little. 'Vassilissa, you love me, don't you? he asked her. 'Oh, so that's what you're after, too!
Love is a thing of accident, it exists in itself, like art, and, like nature, needs no reasons to justify it, as some clever man has said who never loved, himself, but made excellent observations upon love. Pyetushkov became passionately attached to Vassilissa. He was completely happy. His soul was aglow with bliss.
Oh, very well! Then tell me where you've been. 'I went to see Matrona. 'That's a lie! 'Really, I've been at Matrona's. You ask her, if you don't believe me. 'And Bub what's his name ... have you seen that devil? 'Yes, I did see him. 'You did see him! you did see him! Oh! you did see him! Pyetushkov turned pale.
Several days slipped by again, apparently rather tranquilly. But a storm was getting nearer. Pyetushkov suffered tortures, was jealous, never took his eyes off Vassilissa, kept an alarmed watch over her, annoyed her horribly. Behold, one evening, Vassilissa dressed herself with more care than usual, and, seizing a favourable instant, sallied off to make a visit somewhere.
Pyetushkov sank into a chair. 'For, the major began, with an unexpected lurch of his whole body, 'you're an officer, d'ye see, and so you've got to behave yourself according to rule. If you'd been a soldier, I'd have flogged you, and that's all about it, but, as 'tis, you're an officer. Did any one ever see the like of it? Disgracing yourself is that a nice thing?
A little boy in tatters stopped before him, looked timidly at him, held out his hand ... 'For Christ's sake, good gentleman. Pyetushkov pulled out a copper. 'For your loneliness, poor orphan, he said with effort, and he walked back to the baker's shop. On the threshold of Vassilissa's room Ivan Afanasiitch stopped. 'Yes, he thought, 'these are my friends.
Ivan Afanasiitch was silent. Onisim cleared the table, and was just going out of the room.... 'Onisim, Pyetushkov cried faintly. 'What is it? 'Er ... did she ask after me? 'Of course she didn't. Pyetushkov set his teeth. 'Yes, he thought, 'that's all it's worth, her love, indeed.... His head dropped. 'Absurd I was, to be sure, he thought again. 'A fine idea to read her poetry.
In the morning Onisim, as usual, gave Pyetushkov on the blue sprigged plate a new white roll. Ivan Afanasiitch looked out of window and asked Onisim: 'You've been to the baker's shop? 'Who's to go, if I don't? 'Ah! Pyetushkov became plunged in meditation. 'Tell me, please, did you see any one there? 'Of course I did. 'Whom did you see there, now, for instance? 'Why, of course, Vassilissa.
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