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And this Yegor Ivanovich is such a simple fellow, such a joker! He speaks so comically." "I'm glad you like them," said Pavel softly. "They are simple people, Pasha. It's good when people are simple. And they all respect you." Again, Monday, Pavel did not go to work. His head ached. But at dinner time Fedya Mazin came running in, excited, out of breath, happy, and tired. "Come!
"What is it?" he asked. "The mistress has got up and asks you for the twenty-five roubles you promised her yesterday." AN artist called Yegor Savvitch, who was spending his summer holidays at the house of an officer's widow, was sitting on his bed, given up to the depression of morning. It was beginning to look like autumn out of doors.
He clapped his hand to his breast, and with a weak movement began to rub it. "You've gotten very sick, Yegor Ivanovich," said Nikolay gloomily, drooping his head. The mother sighed and cast an anxious glance about the little, crowded room. "That's my own affair. Granny, you ask about Pavel. No reason to feign indifference," said Yegor. Vyesovshchikov smiled broadly.
I have done something. And how are you getting on? Have you been painting anything?" Yegor Savvitch dived behind the bed, and crimson in the face, extracted a canvas in a frame covered with dust and spider webs. "See here. . . . A girl at the window after parting from her betrothed. In three sittings. Not nearly finished yet."
Yegor Ni-ko-la-aitch!" chanted Father Christopher. "Mr. Lomonosov!" "Ah, our gentleman that is to be," said Kuzmitchov, "pleased to see you!" Yegorushka took off his great-coat, kissed his uncle's hand and Father Christopher's, and sat down to the table. "Well, how did you like the journey, puer bone?"
You are a woman, and you do not understand, but one must understand that." "I understand, Yegor Vlassitch." "You don't understand if you are going to cry...." "I... I'm not crying," said Pelagea, turning away. "It's a sin, Yegor Vlassitch! You might stay a day with luckless me, anyway.
Yegor sat by my side. I want to say a few words about him. He was considered the cleverest sportsman in the whole district. Every step of the ground for fifty miles round he had been over again and again. He seldom fired at a bird, for lack of powder and shot; but it was enough for him to decoy a moorhen or to detect the track of a grouse.
He measured me all over lengthways and crossways, as though he meant to put hoops round me like a barrel; then he spent a long time noting down my measurements with a thick pencil on a bit of paper, and ticked off all the measurements with triangular signs. When he had finished with me he set to work on my tutor, Yegor Alexyevitch Pobyedimsky.
Anyutka came out of the hut, and ran as fast as her legs could carry her. All night she was lost in the forest, but towards morning she came out to the edge and ran along the road. By the mercy of God she met the clerk Yegor Danilitch, the kingdom of Heaven be his. He was going along with his hooks to catch fish. Anyutka told him all about it.
I thought you could never get reconciled to us, that you could never adopt our ideas as yours, but that you would suffer in silence as you had suffered all your life long. It was hard." "Andriusha made me understand many things!" she declared, in her desire to turn her son's attention to his comrade. "Yes, he told me about you," said Pavel, laughing. "And Yegor, too!
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