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Updated: June 26, 2025
After supper the little lady showed the vestment which Yegor Semyonitch was embroidering with his own hands as an offering for the Church. Manetchka threw off her shyness for a moment and showed me the tobacco-pouch she was embroidering for her father. When I pretended to be greatly struck by her work, she flushed crimson and whispered something in her mother's ear.
But I want to tell you this: when I was abandoned, and was like one lost, and was only waiting for God to take me, or to pluck up spirit to make an end of myself, once more, just as in Voronezh, I met with Paramon Semyonitch and he saved me once again.... Not a word that could wound me did I hear from him, not a word of reproach; he asked nothing of me I was not worthy of that; but he loved me ... and I became his wife.
I promised to let him know, as soon as I should find out anything positive.... Tarhov's name I did not, however, mention. Punin suddenly collapsed completely. 'Very good, very good, sir, thank you, he said with a pitiful face, using the word 'sir, which he had never done before; 'only mind, sir, do not say anything to Paramon Semyonitch ... or he'll be angry. In one word, he has forbidden it.
Musa heard me out, without stirring from the spot, or looking at me again. 'There's something else I ought to tell you, she began, moving forward again along the path, 'or else you may think I'm quite mad! I ought to tell you, that old man wants to marry me! 'What old man? The bald one? Punin? 'No not he! The other ... Paramon Semyonitch. 'Baburin? 'Yes. 'Is it possible?
Avdotya listened to her husband's words without changing her position; only at the word "evening," she moved her head slightly and seemed to ponder. "Once you begin talking, Semyonitch," she commented at last with vexation, "there is no stopping you." And with a wave of her hand she went away and slammed the door.
Why is it, old man, that people don't invent some other pleasure besides drunkenness and debauchery? It's really horrible!" "You had better send for the gypsy girls." "Confound them!" The head of an old gypsy woman appeared in the door from the passage. "Alexey Semyonitch, the gypsies are asking for tea and brandy," said the old woman. "May we order it?" "Yes," answered Frolov.
On the walls hung some monstrosities of portraits; in front of the sofa, of which the stuffing protruded in several places, stood a green table; on the sofa sat Ivan Semyonitch, already shuffling the cards. Near him on the extreme edge of a low chair sat a spare woman in a white cap and a black gown, yellow and wrinkled, with short-sighted eyes and thin cat-like lips.
She added that she intended to remain where his body lay at rest, and to go on with the work he had bequeathed her, since such was the last wish of Paramon Semyonitch, and that was her only law. Since then I have heard no more of Musa.
No one remembered Vladimir Semyonitch. He was utterly forgotten. GRACEFULLY swaying in the saddle, a young man wearing the snow-white tunic of an officer rode into the great yard of the vodka distillery belonging to the heirs of M. E. Rothstein.
The bearers are Ivan Petrovitch, Adolf Ivanitch, Varya's husband, Nikolay Semyonitch, and the black-eyed student who had taught her to drink lemon squash with brandy. It's only a pity there's no music playing. After the burial service comes the leave-taking.
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