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He only asked the attendants and nurses not to sleep in the wards, and had two cupboards of instruments put up; the superintendent, the housekeeper, the medical assistant, and the erysipelas remained unchanged. Andrey Yefimitch loved intelligence and honesty intensely, but he had no strength of will nor belief in his right to organize an intelligent and honest life about him.
And if you have spoilt a life—punish yourself.... If only you’ve spoilt, if only you’ve ruined any one’s life—punish yourself and go away.” These phrases burst from Mitya almost hysterically. Though Andrey was surprised at him, he kept up the conversation.
It moved on evenly, coolly, carrying in front of itself a fine-toothed comb of sparkling bayonets. Then it came to a stand. The mother took long steps to get nearer to her son. She saw how Andrey strode ahead of Pavel and fenced him off with his long body. "Get alongside of me!" Pavel shouted sharply. Andrey was singing, his hands clasped behind his back, his head uplifted.
I know how he’ll go. Their pace won’t be ours, Dmitri Fyodorovitch. How could it be? They won’t get there an hour earlier!” Andrey, a lanky, red-haired, middle-aged driver, wearing a full-skirted coat, and with a kaftan on his arm, replied warmly. “Fifty roubles for vodka if we’re only an hour behind them.” “I warrant the time, Dmitri Fyodorovitch.
After looking over the hospital Andrey Yefimitch came to the conclusion that it was an immoral institution and extremely prejudicial to the health of the townspeople. In his opinion the most sensible thing that could be done was to let out the patients and close the hospital.
His wife Yefimya was sitting on the bed, feeding her baby; another child, the eldest, was standing by, laying its curly head on her knee; a third was asleep on the bed. Going into the room, Andrey gave his wife the letter and said: "From the country, I suppose." Then he walked out again without taking his eyes from the paper. He could hear Yefimya with a shaking voice reading the first lines.
Glancing at her with a light smile, he added, embarrassed but happy: "I will not forget this, mother, upon my word." She pushed him from her, and looking into the room she said to Andrey in a good-natured tone of entreaty: "Andriusha, please don't you shout at him so! Of course, you are older than he, and so you " The Little Russian was standing with his back toward her.
I remained with her for a whole hour; the prince did so too. The chief of the police, who had hurried from the ball to the fire, had succeeded in getting Andrey Antonovitch out of the hall after us, and attempted to put him into Yulia Mihailovna's carriage, trying all he could to persuade his Excellency "to seek repose." But I don't know why he did not insist.
"Fyodor! Andrey! Petrushka!" he shouted at the top of his voice. "Make haste! here! here! I've caught a thief trying to set fire to the place...." The man whom he had caught fought and struggled violently ... but Naum did not let him go. Fyodor at once ran to his assistance. "A lantern! Make haste, a lantern! Run for a lantern, wake the others!" Naum shouted to him.
At the last Andrey Vassilievitch and I were alone with her. He had her hand in his but her last cry was 'Victor, and as she died I felt as though, at last, after that long waiting, she had leapt into my arms for ever.... "After her death for many weeks, she was with me more completely than she had been during her lifetime. I knew that she was dead, but I thought that I also had died.
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