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Varenka got up while Masha picked the fungus, breaking it into two white halves. "This brings back my childhood," she added, moving apart from the children beside Sergey Ivanovitch. They walked on for some steps in silence. Varenka saw that he wanted to speak; she guessed of what, and felt faint with joy and panic.
"I don't remember what I said. "I really didn't mean to hurt you," said Varenka, smiling. Peace was made. But with her father's coming all the world in which she had been living was transformed for Kitty. She did not give up everything she had learned, but she became aware that she had deceived herself in supposing she could be what she wanted to be.
The peasant put his head down and ran off.... Tanya, knitting her brows, said: 'That's good for him! Oh, these peasants! And her eyes lighted up with scorn and hate...." Just as Tanya brings Natasha to our mind, so does Varenka make us think of Dr. Chekanhov; the same feeling of duty governs them both.
But I've watched him since with women; he is friendly, some of them he likes, but one feels that to him they're simply people, not women." "Yes, but now with Varenka...I fancy there's something..." "Perhaps there is.... But one has to know him.... He's a peculiar, wonderful person. He lives a spiritual life only. He's too pure, too exalted a nature." "Why? Would this lower him, then?"
Kitty, scowling more than ever, kept silent, and Varenka went on speaking alone, trying to soften or soothe her, and seeing a storm coming she did not know whether of tears or of words. "So you'd better not go.... You understand; you won't be offended?..." "And it serves me right! And it serves me right!"
Varenka was saying the same thing to Kitty. Even in the happy, well-ordered household of the Levins Varenka had succeeded in making herself useful. "I'll see to the supper, you sit still," she said, and got up to go to Agafea Mihalovna. "Yes, yes, most likely they've not been able to get chickens. If so, ours..." "Agafea Mihalovna and I will see about it," and Varenka vanished with her.
I'll tell you simply," said Varenka, and, without waiting for a reply, she went on: "Yes, it brings up memories, once painful ones. I cared for someone once, and I used to sing him that song." Kitty with big, wide-open eyes gazed silently, sympathetically at Varenka. "I cared for him, and he cared for me; but his mother did not wish it, and he married another girl.
"Time, indeed, that depends! Why, there's time one would give a month of for sixpence, and time you wouldn't give half an hour of for any money. Isn't that so, Katinka? What is it? why are you so depressed?" "I'm not depressed." "Where are you off to? Stay a little longer," he said to Varenka. "I must be going home," said Varenka, getting up, and again she went off into a giggle.
"Yes, I've heard you live at Mentone with your aunt I think Madame Stahl: I used to know her belle-soeur." "No, she's not my aunt. I call her mamma, but I am not related to her; I was brought up by her," answered Varenka, flushing a little again.
Madame Stahl learned later on that Varenka was not her own child, but she went on bringing her up, especially as very soon afterwards Varenka had not a relation of her own living. Madame Stahl had now been living more than ten years continuously abroad, in the south, never leaving her couch.
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