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"You are unhappy; I have seen it for a long time. Tell me what's wrong?" "I am frightened," she said, trembling. "What is it?" I insisted. "For God's sake, be open!" "I will, I will be open; I will tell you the whole truth. To hide it from you is so hard, so agonizing. Misail, I love . . ." she went on in a whisper, "I love him . . . I love him. . . . I am happy, but why am I so frightened?"
He says that this marriage will raise you in the eyes of society, and that under Maria Victorovna's influence you will begin to adopt a more serious attitude toward life. In the evening now we talk about nothing but you; and yesterday he even said, 'our Misail. I was delighted.
Well, if you can't get on with the Head, look out for another post. Why shouldn't you get a situation on the railway, for instance? I have just been talking to Anyuta Blagovo; she declares they would take you on the railway-line, and even promised to try and get a post for you. For God's sake, Misail, think a little! Think a little, I implore you." We talked a little longer and I gave way.
I have just spoken to Aniuta Blagovo, and she assures me you would be taken on, and she even promised to do what she could for you. For goodness sake, Misail, think! Think it over, I implore you!" We talked a little longer and I gave in. I said that the thought of working on the railway had never come into my head, and that I was ready to try.
Once in her presence a painter who was working, at a door on the roof, called down to me: "Misail, fetch me the white lead." I fetched him the white lead and as I came down the scaffolding she was moved to tears and looked at me and smiled: "What a dear you are!" she said.
He says that this marriage will raise you in the eyes of all society, and that under the influence of Mariya Viktorovna you will begin to take a more serious view of life. We talk of nothing but you in the evenings now, and yesterday he actually used the expression: 'Our Misail. That pleased me.
"Firstly because some of my men are working on the line, and secondly to pay interest to Mrs. Cheprakov. I borrowed fifty roubles from her last summer, and now I pay her one rouble a month." The decorator stopped and took hold of my coat. "Misail Alereich, my friend," he went on, "I take it that if a common man or a gentleman takes interest, he is a wrong-doer. The truth is not in him."
"Father cannot bear it much longer," she would say. "If, as God forbid, something were to happen to him, it would be on your conscience all your life. It is awful, Misail! For mother's sake I implore you to mend your ways." "My dear sister," I replied. "How can I reform when I am convinced that I am acting according to my conscience? Do try to understand me!"
And as though in response to my thought, there came a despairing scream from the garden. "He-e-elp!" It was a shrill, womanish voice, and as though to mimic it the wind whistled in the chimney on the same shrill note. Half a minute passed, and again through the noise of the wind, but coming, it seemed, from the other end of the yard: "He-e-elp!" "Misail, do you hear?" my wife asked me softly.
I have seen it for a long time now. Tell me, what is the matter?" "I am afraid...." she murmured, with a shiver. "What's the matter with you?" I inquired. "For God's sake, be frank!" "I will, I will be frank. I will tell you the whole truth. It is so hard, so painful to conceal anything from you!... Misail, I am in love." She went on in a whisper. "Love, love.... I am happy, but I am afraid."
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