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Updated: June 9, 2025
The way they are treating the young people now! ... Yes, it breaks down all endurance at last.... It breaks it down! Yes! Wait a bit! I had never seen Baburin in such a condition. Musa turned positively white.... Baburin suddenly cleared his throat, and sank down into a seat.
I could not make up my mind whether or no to congratulate myself on the success of my sermon, when Tarhov suddenly got up, and pressing both my hands, said, speaking very quickly, 'Thank you, thank you. You're right, of course, ... though, on the other side, one might observe ... What is your Baburin you make so much of, after all? An honest fool and nothing more!
I followed Punin, but in the doorway I thought it as well to turn round and fling a glance of defiance at Baburin, as though to say, I'm not afraid of you! He responded in the same way, and positively snorted into the towel probably to make me thoroughly aware how utterly he despised me! What an insolent fellow your friend is! I said to Punin, directly the door had closed behind me.
Musa came back; a decrepit little old woman followed her, bringing in a tarnished samovar. Punin began fussing about, and pressing me to take things; Baburin sat down to the table, leaned his head on his hands, and looked with weary eyes about him. At tea, however, he began to talk. He was dissatisfied with his position.
Baburin buttoned up his coat and went out. When I was left alone with Musa, she looked at me with a somewhat changed glance, and observed in a voice which was also changed, and with no smile: 'I don't know, Piotr Petrovitch, what you think of me now, but I dare say you remember what I used to be.... I was self-confident, light-hearted ... and not good; I wanted to live for my own pleasure.
We all withdrew all, except the day page, to whom my grandmother's words did not apply, because he was nobody. My grandmother's decree was carried out to the letter. Before dinner, both Baburin and my friend Punin were driving away from the place. I will not undertake to describe my grief, my genuine, truly childish despair.
I reciprocated his smiles and said: "Ivan Baburin, at shop No. 8, round the corner, has dozens of lamps such as you deal in, for half the price of yours. You might be able to get them even cheaper, if you know how to haggle well. But I'm afraid you don't, for you seem to have been horribly cheated in your last trade, when you bought your present stock at the price you mentioned.
Twelve more years passed by.... Every one in Russia knows, and will ever remember, what passed between the years 1849 and 1861. In my personal life, too, many changes took place, on which, however, there is no need to enlarge. New interests came into it, new cares.... The Baburin couple first fell into the background, then passed out of my mind altogether.
Paramon Semyonitch? Baburin frowned; Musa turned away ... I did not understand the hint at the time. So passed two hours ... in no very lively fashion, though Punin did his best to 'entertain the honourable company. For instance, he squatted down in front of the cage of one of the canaries, opened the door, and commanded: 'On the cupola!
'I take the liberty ... Baburin went on distinctly, uttering every word though with obvious effort 'I am referring to the case of this lad who is being sent away to a settlement ... for no fault of his.
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