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The servants came in. 'Take him, do, and give it him thoroughly. Ivan Andreevitch's lips were white and twitching. He walked up and down the room like a wild beast in a small cage. The servants did not dare to carry out his orders. 'Why are you standing still, children of Ham? Am I to undertake him myself, eh? Yuditch was moving towards the door.... 'Stay! screamed Ivan Andreevitch.
"Just so, sir," she answered, in a low voice, and without sitting down. "I am the widow of your nephew, Mikhaíl Andréevitch Pólteff." "Is Mikhaíl Andréevitch dead? Has he been dead long? But sit down, I beg of you." She dropped down on a chair. "This is the second month since he died." "And were you married to him long ago?" "I lived with him one year in all." "And whence come you now?"
Ten years after Ivan Andreevitch had settled in the country, he came for a four months' visit to Lutchinovka, a brilliant officer of the Guards, and in that time succeeded positively in turning the head of the grim old man, his father. Strange to say, Ivan Andreevitch listened with enjoyment to his son's stories of some of his conquests.
My grandfather and his brother, Ivan Ivanovitch, were simple, good-hearted people, quiet and depressed. My grand'tante Natalia married, as you are aware, a coarse, dull-witted man, and all her life she cherished an unutterable, slavish, sheep-like passion for him. But their brother Vassily was not of that sort. I believe I said that Ivan Andreevitch had left him in Petersburg. He was then twelve.
The general, who had been talking to his chief up to this moment, had observed the prince's solitude and silence, and was anxious to draw him into the conversation, and so introduce him again to the notice of some of the important personages. "Lef Nicolaievitch was a ward of Nicolai Andreevitch Pavlicheff, after the death of his own parents," he remarked, meeting Ivan Petrovitch's eye.
He clutched the steel sword-handle convulsively, and his eyes glittered with a weary, evil light.... 'Go, all of you... all, out, Ivan Andreevitch brought out in a low voice, not taking his hands from his face. The whole crowd went out. Vassily stood still in the doorway, then suddenly tossed his head, embraced Yuditch, kissed his mother's hand... and two hours later he had left the place.
Your mother confirms this, and agrees with others in thinking that he loved you the more because you were a sickly child, stammering in your speech, and almost deformed for it is known that all his life Nicolai Andreevitch had a partiality for unfortunates of every kind, especially children. In my opinion this is most important.
Mihail Andreevitch! I was beginning, ... 'Is it you? 'Call me Misha, he interrupted me. 'Yes, it's I, ... I, in my own person.... I have come to Moscow ... to see the world ... and show myself. And here I am, come to see you. What do you say to my horses?... Eh? he laughed again. Though it was seven years since I had seen Misha last, I recognised him at once.
She was devoted with her whole soul to her benefactress; old Lutchinov she detested, and more than once, sitting at table, she shot such black looks at him, that even the servant handing the dishes felt uncomfortable. Ivan Andreevitch never noticed these glances, for he never took the slightest notice of his family.
Ivan Andreevitch had a servant called Yuditch, just such another tall, thin, taciturn person as his master. They say that this man Yuditch was partly responsible for Ivan Andreevitch's strange behaviour with Anna Pavlovna; they say he discovered my great-grandmother's guilty intrigue with one of my great-grandfather's dearest friends.
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