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mortgaged had been foreclosed upon and compulsorily sold by

auction; she had come to the conclusion that all these unpleasant

details of distress upon and valuation of her property had been

due not so much to failure to pay the interest as to the fact

that she was a woman: wherefore she had written to her son (then

serving with his regiment) to come and save his mother from her

embarrassments; and he; like a dutiful sonconceiving that his

first duty was to comfort his mother in her old agehad

straightway resigned his commission (for all that he had been

doing well in his profession; and was hoping soon to become

independent); and had come to join her in the country。



Despite his plain face; uncouth demeanour; and fault of

stuttering; Peter was a man of unswerving principles and of the

most extraordinary good sense。 Somehowby small borrowings;

sundry strokes of business; petitions for grace; and promises to

repayhe contrived to carry on the property; and; making himself

overseer; donned his father's greatcoat (still preserved in a

drawer); dispensed with horses and carriages; discouraged guests

from calling at Mitishtchi; fashioned his own sleighs; increased

his arable land and curtailed that of the serfs; felled his own

timber; sold his produce in person; and saw to matters generally。

Indeed; he swore; and kept his oath; that; until all outstanding

debts were paid; he would never wear any clothes than his

father's greatcoat and a corduroy jacket which he had made for

himself; nor yet ride in aught but a country waggon; drawn by

peasants' horses。 This stoical mode of life he sought to apply

also to his family; so far as the sympathetic respect which he

conceived to be his mother's due would allow of; so that;

although; in the drawing…room; he would show her only stuttering

servility; and fulfil all her wishes; and blame any one who did

not do precisely as she bid them; in his study or his office he

would overhaul the cook if she had served up so much as a duck

without his orders; or any one responsible for sending a serf

(even though at Madame's own bidding) to inquire after a

neighbour's health or for despatching the peasant girls into the

wood to gather wild raspberries instead of setting them to weed

the kitchen…garden。



Within four years every debt had been repaid; and Peter had gone

to Moscow and returned thence in a new jacket and tarantass。 'A

two…wheeled carriage。' Yet; despite this flourishing position of

affairs; he still preserved the stoical tendencies in which; to

tell the truth; he took a certain vague pride before his family

and strangers; since he would frequently say with a stutter: 〃Any

one who REALLY wishes to see me will be glad to see me even in my

dressing…gown; and to eat nothing but shtchi 'Cabbage…soup。' and

kasha 'Buckwheat gruel。' at my table。〃 〃That is what I eat

myself;〃 he would add。 In his every word and movement spoke pride

based upon a consciousness of having sacrificed himself for his

mother and redeemed the property; as well as contempt for any one

who had not done something of the same kind。



The mother and daughter were altogether different characters from

Peter; as well as altogether different from one another。 The

former was one of the most agreeable; uniformly good…tempered;

and cheerful women whom one could possibly meet。 Anything

attractive and genuinely happy delighted her。 Even the faculty of

being pleased with the sight of young people enjoying themselves

(it is only in the best…natured of elderly folk that one meets

with that TRAIT) she possessed to the full。 On the other hand;

her daughter was of a grave turn of mind。 Rather; she was of that

peculiarly careless; absent…minded; gratuitously distant bearing

which commonly distinguishes unmarried beauties。 Whenever she

tried to be gay; her gaiety somehow seemed to be unnatural to

her; so that she always appeared to be laughing either at herself

or at the persons to whom she was speaking or at the world in

generala thing which; possibly; she had no real intention of

doing。 Often I asked myself in astonishment what she could mean

when she said something like; 〃Yes; I know how terribly good…

looking I am;〃 or; 〃Of course every one is in love with me;〃 and

so forth。 Her mother was a person always busy; since she had a

passion for housekeeping; gardening; flowers; canaries; and

pretty trinkets。 Her rooms and garden; it is true; were small and

poorly fitted…up; yet everything in them was so neat and

methodical; and bore such a general air of that gentle gaiety

which one hears expressed in a waltz or polka; that the word

〃toy〃 by which guests often expressed their praise of it all

exactly suited her surroundings。 She herself was a 〃toy〃being

petite; slender; fresh…coloured; small; and pretty…handed; and

invariably gay and well…dressed。 The only fault in her was that a

slight over…prominence of the dark…blue veins on her little hands

rather marred the general effect of her appearance。 On the other

hand; her daughter scarcely ever did anything at all。 Not only

had she no love for trifling with flowers and trinkets; but she

neglected her personal exterior; and only troubled to dress

herself well when guests happened to call。 Yet; on returning to

the room in society costume; she always looked extremely

handsomesave for that cold; uniform expression of eyes and

smile which is common to all beauties。 In fact; her strictly

regular; beautiful face and symmetrical figure always seemed to

be saying to you; 〃Yes; you may look at me。〃



At the same time; for all the mother's liveliness of disposition

and the daughter's air of indifference and abstraction; something

told one that the former was incapable of feeling affection for

anything that was not pretty and gay; but that Avdotia; on the

contrary; was one of those natures which; once they love; are

willing to sacrifice their whole life for the man they adore。



XXXIV



MY FATHER'S SECOND MARRIAGE



MY father was forty…eight when he took as his second wife Avdotia

Vassilievna Epifanov。



I suspect that when; that spring; he had departed for the country

with the girls; he had been in that communicatively happy;

sociable mood in which gamblers usually find themselves who have

retired from play after winning large stakes。 He had felt that he

still had a fortune left to him which; so long as he did not

squander it on gaming; might be used for our advancement in life。

Moreover; it was springtime; he was unexpectedly well supplied

with ready money; he was alone; and he had nothing to do。 As he

conversed with Jakoff on various matters; and remembered both the

interminable suit with the Epifanovs and Avdotia's beauty (it was

a long while since he had seen her); I can imagine him saying:

〃How do you think we ought to act in this suit; Jakoff? My idea

is simply to let the cursed land go。 Eh? What do you think about

it?〃 I can imagine; too; how; thus interrogated; Ja
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