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'There is a person living with me ... of the male sex ... a comrade, a poor friend, from whom I have never parted ... for ... let me see ... ten years now. 'A relation of yours? 'No, not a relation a friend. As to work, there can be no possible hindrance occasioned by him, Baburin made haste to add, as though foreseeing objections.
'Where do you live, Paramon Semyonitch? Let me come and see you. I had no idea you were living in Petersburg. We could recall old days, and talk of our dead friend. Baburin did not answer me at once. 'It's two years since I found my way to Petersburg, he observed at last; 'I live at the very end of the town. However, if you really care to visit me, come. He gave me his address.
'So, I decided at last 'that's why he has such a blue chin! My attitude to these two persons Punin and Baburin took definite shape from that very day. Baburin aroused in me a feeling of hostility with which there was, however, in a short time, mingled something akin to respect. And wasn't I afraid of him!
Baburin most likely guessed what I had been speaking about to Punin, and opening his lips, which were tightly compressed, as though glued together, he pronounced, in a deliberate voice, 'My dear sir, since your last visit to us, something disagreeable has happened to us; our young friend, Musa Pavlovna Vinogradov, finding it no longer convenient to live with us, has decided to leave us, and has given us a written communication to that effect.
He heard the sound of my footsteps, started up, and welcomed me more warmly than I had expected. A few moments later his wife came in; I recognised her at once as Musa and only then understood why Baburin had invited me to come; he wanted to show me that he had after all come by his own. Musa was greatly changed in face, in voice, and in manners; but her eyes were changed most of all.
'God the All-powerful doth arise And judgeth in the congregation of the mighty! ... How long, how long, saith the Lord, Will ye have mercy on the wicked? "Ye have to keep the laws...." 'Sit down! Baburin said to him. Punin sat down, but continued: 'To save the guiltless and needy, To give shelter to the afflicted, To defend the weak from the oppressors.
But Zeno! Why drag in Zeno? As he said good-bye to me, Punin insisted very warmly on my visiting them next day, Sunday; Baburin did not invite me at all, and even remarked between his teeth, that talking to plain people of nondescript position could not give me any great pleasure, and would most likely be disagreeable to my granny.
Has he made you an offer? 'Yes. 'But you didn't consent, of course? 'Yes, I did consent ... because I didn't understand what I was about then. Now it's a different matter. I flung up my hands. 'Baburin and you! Why, he must be fifty! 'He says forty-three. But that makes no difference. If he were five and twenty I wouldn't marry him. Much happiness I should find in it!
'She has run away, he repeated. 'Who? 'Musa. She went away in the night, and left a note. 'A note? 'Yes. "I thank you," she said, "but I am not coming back again. Don't look for me." We ran up and down; we questioned the cook; she knew nothing. I can't speak loud; you must excuse me. I've lost my voice. 'Musa Pavlovna has left you! I exclaimed. 'Nonsense! Mr. Baburin must be in despair.
'Zeno, Baburin resumed in deliberate tones, 'was that wise man, who declared that suffering was not an evil, since fortitude overcomes all things, and that the good in this world is one: justice; and virtue itself is nothing else than justice. Punin turned a reverent ear. 'A man living here who has picked up a lot of old books, told me that saying, continued Baburin; 'it pleased me much.
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