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I'll just make myself a little more presentable." "And how are things at your factory?" Nejdanov asked significantly. Solomin looked away. "We can talk things over thoroughly," he remarked a second time. "Please excuse me a moment... I'll be back directly.... I've forgotten something." He went out.
So he held aloof, not from a sense of superiority, but as an ordinary man with a few independent ideas, who did not wish to ruin himself or others in vain. But as for listening, there was no harm in that. Solomin was the only son of a deacon and had five sisters, who were all married to priests or deacons.
Several of the workmen knew Solomin by sight and bowed to him. He even called out to one of them, "Hallo, Gregory! You here?" Solomin was soon convinced that the place was going badly. Money was simply thrown away for no reason whatever. The machines turned out to be of a very poor kind; many of them were quite superfluous and a great many necessary ones were lacking.
She came up to Nejdanov, breathless. "Alexai Dmitritch! What is the matter with you?" But a darkness had already descended upon him. Tatiana bent over and noticed blood... "Pavel!" she shouted at the top of her voice, "Pavel!" A minute or two later, Mariana, Solomin, Pavel, and two workmen were in the garden.
Solomin to come and see him at his house, as he very much wanted to ask his valuable advice about a manufacturing enterprise of some importance he had embarked upon. In the hope that Mr.
Her heart beat fast and again she seemed to be waiting for something. What has become of Solomin? The door creaked softly and Tatiana came into the room. "What do you want?" Mariana asked with a shade of annoyance. "Mariana Vikentievna," Tatiana began in an undertone, "don't worry, my dear. Such things happen every day. Besides, the Lord be thanked "
Mariana held out both her hands to him quickly. "How can we thank you enough, Vassily Fedotitch?" She looked at him with emotion. Solomin stroked one of her hands gently. "I should say it's not worth thanking for, but that wouldn't be true. I had better say that your thanks give me the greatest of pleasure. So we are quits. Good morning. Come along, Pavel." Mariana and Nejdanov were left alone.
"Besides, I've not come here for long." "Voila ou l'ours a montre sa patte," she thought in French, but at this moment her husband appeared in the doorway, his hat on his head and a walking stick in his hand. "Are you ready, Vassily Fedosaitch?" he asked in a free and easy tone, half turned towards him. Solomin rose, bowed to Valentina Mihailovna, and walked out behind Sipiagin.
Valentina Mihailovna fussed about Solomin as much as she could, but her failure to arouse him disheartened her. On passing Kollomietzev she said involuntarily, in an undertone: "Mon Dieu, que je me sens fatiguee!" to which he replied with an ironical bow: "Tu l'as voulu, George Daudin!"
A voice called out suddenly from the other side of the door. "Can you come out?" "Who is it? What do you want?" "Do come, please," the voice repeated insistently. "Some new workmen have come. They're trying to explain something, and Pavel Egoritch is not there." Solomin excused himself and went out.
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