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Updated: May 11, 2025


I had hardly got over this fence for there was no gate or entrance before my eyes were greeted with this sight: On the lowest step in front of the house sat Raissa, her elbows on her knees and holding her chin in her folded hands: she was looking straight out into vacancy.

These priests it's a shame! But wait: I'll be there. Are you going? I'll be there soon. Good-bye, little dove!" "Good-bye, brother, dear heart!" "And don't cry." "Cry? Cook or cry, one of the two." "What! does she do the cooking?" I asked of David when Raissa had gone. "Does she do the cooking herself?" "You heard what she said: the cook has gone out to buy the coffin."

But most likely she felt the shaking of her body: she clung to Raissa's hand and her little face worked with a look of terror as she raised her big eyes to her sister and burst into tears. "That's how she always is," said Raissa, "she doesn't like one to laugh. "Come, I won't, Lyubotchka, I won't," she added, nimbly squatting on her heels beside the child and passing her fingers through her hair.

"Good-bye, Davidushka," said Raissa, and she, too, went out of the room with the old man. "I will be with you tomorrow," David called after her, and, turning his face to the wall, he whispered: "I am very tired; it will be as well to have some sleep now," and was quiet. It was a long while before I went out of the room. I kept in hiding. I could not forget my father's threats.

Then my father turned to everyone in the room, to David, to Raissa and to me: "Do as you like, act as you think best," he brought out in a soft and mournful voice, and he withdrew. My aunt was running up to him, but he cried out sharply and gruffly to her. He was overwhelmed. "Me, oh, Lor ... me, oh, Lor ... mercy!" Latkin repeated. "I am a man."

Passing Vassily, my aunt, and even Trankvillitatin, Raissa ran into the room where David was lying and threw herself on his neck. "Oh ... oh ... Da ... vidushka," her voice rang out from under her loose curls, "oh!" Flinging wide his arms David embraced her and nestled his head against her. "Forgive me, my heart," I heard his voice saying. And both seemed swooning with joy.

This separation, of course, nearly broke my heart: at first I was really bereaved, and I felt as if I had lost every comfort and joy in life. So my uncle went off and took with him not only David, but, to our great surprise, and even to the great dissatisfaction of our street, Raissa and her little sister. When my aunt heard of this she called him a Turk, and a Turk she called him till her death.

'But, honoured madam, Raissa Pavlovna! Surely you will not blame me for that I was a true and loyal friend of your family, and that I loved Agrippina Ivanovna with a love so great and so insurmountable that I sacrificed to her my life, my honour, and all my fortune! that I was utterly in her hands, and hence could not dispose of myself nor of my property, and she disposed at her will of me and also of my estate!

"They would certainly give you ten roubles," said David, turning the telescope in all directions. "I will buy it of you, what could be better? And here, meanwhile, are fifteen kopecks for the chemist's.... Is that enough?" "I'll borrow that from you," whispered Raissa, taking the fifteen kopecks from him. "What next? Perhaps you would like to pay interest?

In windy weather, when the wind was blowing from the road to the church, the inmates of the hut caught the sound of bells. "Lord! fancy people wanting to drive about in such weather," sighed Raissa. "It's government work. You've to go whether you like or not." The murmur hung in the air and died away. "It has driven by," said Savely, getting into bed.

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