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Updated: May 26, 2025
The Subotchevs had only two ancient shaggy saddle horses, one of which, called the Immovable, had turned grey from old age.
Such caps were still to be found at the Subotchevs'. Another distinguishing characteristic of the old world was missing in them; neither Fomishka nor Fimishka were very religious. Fomishka was even a follower of Voltaire, while Fimishka had a mortal dread of the clergy and believed them to be possessed of the evil eye.
The Subotchevs were regarded by everyone in the town as very eccentric, almost mad, and indeed they too felt that they were not in keeping with modern times. This, however, did not grieve them very much, and they quietly continued to follow the manner of life in which they had been born and bred and married.
If when out driving in their carriage the Subotchevs were ever compelled to go the least bit up or down hill, they would become quite terrified, would cling to the straps, and both cry aloud, "Oh Lord... give.. the horses... the horses... the strength of Samson... and make us... as light as a feather!"
They regaled him with tea at the drawing-room door, made him a present of a sheep-skin cap, a pair of green leather mittens, and sent him away with a blessing. The Subotchevs' house was filled with domestics and menials just as in days gone by.
"Hunchbacks always have fingers like that." The visitors came upon Fomishka and Fimishka at the very minute when they had awakened from their afternoon nap and were drinking bilberry wine. "We are going into the eighteenth century!" Paklin exclaimed as they crossed the threshold of the Subotchevs' house.
Nejdanov was inwardly annoyed, Markelov angry and indignant, just as indignant, though in a different way, as he had been at the Subotchevs'; Solomin was observant. Paklin was in high spirits and delighted Golushkin with his sharp, ready wit.
On the last page of the album, instead of verses, there were various recipes for remedies against stomach troubles, spasms, and worms. The Subotchevs dined exactly at twelve o'clock and only ate old-fashioned dishes: curd fritters, pickled cabbage, soups, fruit jellies, minced chicken with saffron, stews, custards, and honey.
At last Kalliopitch made his appearance in his old coat, and opening the drawing-room door announced in a loud voice: "Sila Samsonitch with some other gentlemen, sir!" The Subotchevs were less disturbed than their servants, although the eruption of four full-sized men into their drawing-room, spacious though it was, did in fact surprise them somewhat.
The Subotchevs' house was different from all other houses in the town. It was built entirely of oak, with perfectly square windows, the double casements for winter use were never removed all the year round.
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