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Gedeonovsky alone enlivened the conversation with his tales, though he constantly looked timorously towards Marfa Timofyevna and coughed he was always overtaken by a fit of coughing when he was going to tell a lie in her presence but she did not hinder him by any interruption.
You must treat the old with respect." Shurotchka departed "But where is my cap? Where has it got to?" "Let me look for it," said Lisa. "Sit down, sit down; I have still the use of my legs. It must be inside in my bedroom." And flinging a sidelong glance in Lavretsky's direction, Marfa Timofyevna went out. She left the door open; but suddenly she came back to it and shut it.
And who has ever heard of such a thing, for the sake of such a for the sake of a goat's beard, God forgive us! for the sake of a man to go into a convent! Why, if you are so sick at heart, go on a pilgrimage, offer prayers to some saint, have a Te Deum sung, but don't put the black hood on your head, my dear creature, my good girl." And Marfa Timofyevna wept bitterly.
And Marfa Timofyevna could not kiss enough those poor, pale, powerless hands, and silent tears flowed from her eyes and from Lisa's; while the cat Matross purred in the wide arm-chair among the knitting wool, and the long flame of the little lamp faintly stirred and flickered before the holy picture.
"An attractive person," thought the counsellor of state as he made his way to his lodgings, where his servant was awaiting him with a glass of opodeldoc: "It's well I'm a steady fellow only, what was she laughing at?" Marfa Timofyevna spent the whole night sitting beside Lisa's bed.
"Capital; you're my clever girl," rejoined Marfa Timofyevna. "Step down-stairs, my dears; when you have finished, come back: I have been made old maid, I don't like it, I want to have my revenge." Lisa got up. Lavretsky went after her. As she went down the staircase, Lisa stopped. "They say truly," she began, "that people's hearts are full of contradictions.
"Ach, Timofyevna, why it was I, not the red beard, it was I pulled him away from you by his hair, this morning; the landlord came the day before yesterday to make a row; you've mixed it up." "Stay, I really have mixed it up. Perhaps it was you. Why dispute about trifles? What does it matter to him who it is gives him a beating?" She laughed. "Come along!" Shatov pulled me.
Lavretsky rose from his place. "Yes," he said in an uncertain voice, "there is no deciphering a girl's heart." He began to say good-bye. "Well, shall we see you again soon?" inquired Marfa Timofyevna. "Very likely, aunt: it's not far off, you know." "Yes, to be sure you are going to Vassilyevskoe.
And, all at once she almost flew into the room, panting and extremely agitated. After her a little later and much more quickly Lizaveta Nikolaevna came in, and with her, hand in hand, Marya Timofyevna Lebyadkin! If I had seen this in my dreams, even then I should not have believed it.
But I will find out about him, and as it is my task to protect you, I shall know how to defend you. But now all this must be put a stop to." "The best thing to do," said Marya Timofyevna, popping up from her chair, "is to send him to the footmen's room when he comes. Let him sit on the benches there and play cards with them while we sit here and drink coffee.
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