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Updated: May 11, 2025
Raissa ran up to the bed, stretched out her hands as though she wanted to fling it all about, stamp it underfoot, and tear it to shreds. But then, as though frightened by contact with the dirt, she leapt back and began pacing up and down again. When Savely returned two hours later, worn out and covered with snow, she was undressed and in bed.
She must have seen...." And all at once I remembered that the very moment of David's fall, a terrible piercing shriek had rung in my ears. "Was not that Raissa? But how was it I did not see her afterwards?" Before the little house in which Latkin lodged there stretched a waste-ground overgrown with nettles and surrounded by a broken hurdle.
He's been no time in the world, the milk is hardly dry on his lips, he is a mere babe and he is going to be married! But I ... but you ..." "Let me go, let me go," whispered Raissa, and she made for the door. She looked more dead than alive.
You will hardly believe it, but there was something touching in her way of doing things. Her baptismal name was Raissa, but we called her "Little Black-Lip," for she had a little mole, like a berry-stain, on her upper lip, but this did not disfigure her; indeed, it had the contrary effect. She was just a year older than David.
When I was alone I thought it over, and, at last came to the conclusion that David was acting like a wise and practical man, and I felt a glow of pride at being the friend of such a practical man. And Raissa in her eternal black woolen dress suddenly seemed to me charming and deserving of the most devoted affection. But still David's father neither came nor wrote.
And how do you dare to enter here?" he asked of Raissa, who, rising a little and turning her face toward him, was evidently alarmed, although she continued to smile gently. "The daughter of my sworn enemy! How have you dared? And to embrace him too! Away with you at once, or " "Uncle," said David, raising himself in bed, "don't insult Raissa: she will go, but don't insult her."
I said to David, as soon as Raissa was out of hearing, "does she do the cooking herself?" "Why, you heard that the cook has gone to buy a coffin." "She cooks the dinner," I thought, "and her hands are always so clean and her clothes so neat.... I should like to see her there at work in the kitchen.... She is an extraordinary girl!" I remember another conversation at the fence.
"I am not going to ask permission of you," David went on shouting, propping himself up with his fists on the edge of the bed, "but of my own father who is bound to be here one day soon; he is a law to me, but you are not; but as for my age, if Raissa and I are not old enough ... we will bide our time whatever you may say...." "Aie, aie, Davidka, don't forget yourself," my father interrupted.
A few words addressed by Raspopov to a certain Dorimedonte Loukhine reveal to Evsey the part that is being played by his patron. Raspopov, who is an agent of the secret police, gives Dorimedonte who, by the way, is deceiving him with Raïssa the names of the buyers of the forbidden books in which he trades. And here it is that the tragedy suddenly breaks forth.
David got up and went out of the room. When I was alone, I pondered ... and pondered ... and came to the conclusion that David would act like a sensible and practical man; and indeed I felt flattered at the thought of being the friend of such a practical man! And Raissa in her everlasting black woollen dress suddenly seemed to me charming and worthy of the most devoted love.
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