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I am going to resume my readings for my wretched book, which I shall not begin for a full year. Do you know where the great Tourgueneff is now? A thousand affectionate greetings to all and to you the best of everything from your old friend. CCLX. TO GEORGE SAND Sunday ... I am not like M. de Vigny, I do not like the "sound of the horn in the depth of the woods."
Darwinism seems to me to be better expounded there than in the books of Darwin himself. The good Tourgueneff has sent me news from the depths of Scythia. He has found the information he wanted for a book that he is going to do. The tone of his letter is frivolous, from which I conclude that he is well. He will return to Paris in a month.
Do you remember in "Pères et Enfants," when Tourgueneff is unveiling the woman's, shall I say, affection, for Bazaroff, or the interest she feels in him? and exposing at the same time the reasons why she will never marry him.... I wish I had the book by me, I have not seen it for ten years.
As for me, bet or no bet, I want you to keep the new version which is quite in the atmosphere, while the theological virtues are not. Have you any news of Tourgueneff? I am worried about him. Madame Viardot wrote me, several days ago, that he had fallen and hurt his leg. Yes, I have read l'Abandonnee, it is very beautiful as is all that he does.
Next Saturday, I shall read a hundred and thirty pages of it, all that is finished, to Tourgueneff. Why won't you be there! I embrace you. Your old friend CCXI. TO GUSTAVE FLAUBERT Nohant, 25 January, 1872 You were quite right to put me down and I want to CONTRIBUTE too. Put me down for the sum you would like and tell me so that I may have it sent to you.
Of all the men of letters at Paris, there was no one for whose works I cherished so hearty an admiration as I did for those of Ivan Tourgueneff, and none in whose personality I felt so profound an interest. Tourgueneff is far from being a model novelist, but his tales are written with wonderful power, and yet are neither indecent nor melodramatic nor rasping to the nerves.
Your two friends, Tourgueneff and Cruchard philosophized about that from Nohant to Chateauroux, very comfortably borne along in your carriage at a smart pace by two horses. Hurrah for the postillions of La Chatre! But the rest of the trip was horrid because of the company we had in our car. I was consoled for it by strong drink, as the Muscovite had a flask full of excellent brandy with him.
Henry James went to France and read Tourgueneff. W.D. Howells stayed at home and read Henry James. Henry James's mind is of a higher cast and temper; I have no doubt at one time of his life Henry James said, I will write the moral history of America, as Tourgueneff wrote the moral history of Russia he borrowed at first hand, understanding what he was borrowing.
You see that I am scolding you; but while embracing you, I shall think only of the joy and the hope of seeing you flourishing again. We are waiting for you with impatience, and we are counting on Tourgueneff whom we adore also.
That good old house must seem horribly empty to you! But you, at least, are not alone! You have a wife...a rare one! and two exquisite children. I received yesterday a very sympathetic letter from good Tourgueneff. He too loved her. But then, who did not love her? Plauchut is still in Nohant, I suppose. Tell him that I love him because I saw him shed so many tears.
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