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Who told you you might accept? Grandmother will never permit you to live at a stranger's expense. Be so kind, Boris Pavlovich, as to take over books, accounts, inventories and sales. I am not your paid servant." She pushed papers and books towards him. "Granny!" "Granny! My name is Tatiana Markovna Berezhkov." She stood up, and opened the door into the servants' room. "Send Savili here."

Now let my guest pass, shut the door, and go to bed." "Yes, Sir," said Savili, and went slowly to his quarters, meeting Marina on the way. "Why aren't you in bed, you demon?" she cried, dashing past him. "You sneak around at night, you might be twisting the manes of the horses like a goblin, and put me to shame before the gentry."

Raisky recovered himself, and inquired whether Savili was awaiting Marina. Savili replied by a curse on his wife. "Why do you beat her?" asked Raisky. "I have been intending for a long time to advise you to leave her alone." "I don't beat her any more." "Since when?" "For the last week, since she has stayed quietly at home." "Go, I have no orders. But do not beat Marina.

He tried to open the door, not wishing to knock for fear of awaking his aunt. "Marina," he called in a low voice, "Marina, open!" The bolt was pushed back. Raisky pushed open the door with his foot. Before him stood he recognised the voice Savili, who flung himself upon him and held him. "Wait, my little dove, I will make my reckoning with you, not with Marina."

"The proprietor is here," said Tatiana Markovna, indicating Raisky. "You must now make your reports to him. He intends to administer the estate himself." Savili looked askance at Raisky. "At your orders," he said stiffly, slowly raising his eyes. "What orders are you pleased to give?" he asked, lowering his eyes again.

Raisky thought for a moment before he replied: "Do you know an official who could draw up a document for the transfer of the estate?" "Gavril Ivanov Meshetshnikov draws up the papers we require," he said. "Send for him." As Savili bowed, and slowly retired, Raisky followed him with his eyes. "An anxious rascal," was his comment.

It will be better both for you and her if you give her complete liberty." Raisky passed on his way with bent head, glancing sadly at Vera's window. Savili's eyes too were on the ground, and he had forgotten to put his cap on again in his amazement at Raisky's last words. "Passion once more!" thought Raisky. "Alas, for Savili, and for me!"

"The Mistress went out after tea, and took Savili with her." Vera invited Tushin to her room, but for the moment both were embarrassed. "Have you forgiven me?" asked Vera after a pause, without looking at him. "Forgiven you?" "For all you have endured. Ivan Ivanovich, you have changed. I can see that you carry a heavy heart. Your suffering and Grandmother's is a hard penance for me.

Savili had nearly broken Marina's back with a severe beating because he had seen her slipping out at dawn from the room in which Vikentev's servant was quartered. She hid herself in the fields and the vegetable garden, but at last she emerged, thinking that he would have forgotten.

You are out after Marina, and you ought to be ashamed of yourself." He would have gone, but Savili detained him. "Allow me, Sir, to say a word or two about Marina. Exercise your merciful powers, and send the woman to Siberia." "Are you out of your senses?" "Or into a house of detention for the rest of her life." "I'm much more likely to send you, so that you cease to beat her.