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Updated: June 11, 2025
He was shy of his father, and, indeed, Ivan Petrovitch on his side never caressed him; his grandfather sometimes patted him on the head and gave him his hand to kiss, but he thought him and called him a little fool. After the death of Malanya Sergyevna, his aunt finally got him under her control.
KATYA SERGYEVNA, her sister. PORFIRY PLATONITCH, her neighbor. MATVY ILYITCH KOLYAZIN, government commissioner. VIKTOR SITNIKOV, a would-be liberal. PROKOFITCH, head servant to Nikolai. DUNYASHA, a maid servant. MITYA, infant of Fedosya. TIMOFEITCH, manager for Vassily.
Excuse my impertinence, but you don't love me, and you never will love me, I suppose? Bazarov's eyes glittered for an instant under their dark brows. Anna Sergyevna did not answer him. 'I'm afraid of this man, flashed through her brain. 'Good-bye, then, said Bazarov, as though he guessed her thought, and he went back into the house.
She adhered strictly to this order herself, and forced others to submit to it. Everything during the day was done at a fixed time. Before dinner the party met again for conversation or reading; the evening was devoted to walking, cards, and music; at half-past ten Anna Sergyevna retired to her own room, gave her orders for the following day, and went to bed.
'This is royally done. Monarchs, they say, visit the dying too. 'Yevgeny Vassilyitch, I hope 'Ah, Anna Sergyevna, let us speak the truth. It's all over with me. I'm under the wheel. So it turns out that it was useless to think of the future. Death's an old joke, but it comes fresh to every one. So far I'm not afraid ... but there, senselessness is coming, and then it's all up!
Arkady suddenly realised that he was at least as anxious to see Katya as Anna Sergyevna herself. The four hours were spent in insignificant discussion of one thing and another; Anna Sergyevna both listened and spoke without a smile. It was only quite at parting that her former friendliness seemed, as it were, to revive.
'Why, was he? ... Anna Sergyevna began, and after a brief pause she went on: 'He has grown more confiding now; he talks to me. He used to avoid me before. Though, indeed, I didn't seek his society either. He's more friends with Katya. Bazarov felt irritated. 'A woman can't help humbugging, of course! he thought.
But I cannot stay, and don't wish to. To-morrow I shall be gone. 'Yevgeny Vassilyitch, why are you ... 'Why am I going away? 'No; I didn't mean to say that. 'There's no recalling the past, Anna Sergyevna ... and this was bound to come about sooner or later. Consequently I must go. I can only conceive of one condition upon which I could remain; but that condition will never be.
The front part of the temple had long ago been overgrown with thick bushes; only the pediments of the columns could be seen above the dense green. In the temple itself it was cool even at mid-day. Anna Sergyevna had not liked visiting this place ever since she had seen a snake there; but Katya often came and sat on the wide stone seat under one of the niches.
Bazarov assented, saying 'that he ought to prepare himself beforehand for the duties awaiting him as a country doctor. 'You must be careful, observed Anna Sergyevna; 'Porfiry Platonitch and I will beat you. And you, Katya, she added, 'play something to Arkady Nikolaevitch; he is fond of music, and we can listen, too.
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