On the Eve by Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev
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it, Uvar Ivanovitch? When will our time come? When will men be born
among us?' 'Give us time,' answered Uvar Ivanovitch; 'they will be----' 'They will be? soil of our country! force of the black earth! thou hast said: they will be. Look, I will write down your words. But why are you putting out the candle?' 'I'm going to sleep; good-bye.' XXXI Shubin had spoken truly. The unexpected news of Elena's marriage nearly killed Anna Vassilyevna. She took to her bed. Nikolai Artemyevitch insisted on her not admitting her daughter to her presence; he seemed to be enjoying the opportunity of showing himself in the fullest sense the master of the house, with all the authority of the head of the family; he made an incessant uproar in the household, storming at the servants, and constantly saying: 'I will show you who I am, I will let you know--you wait a little!' While he was in the house, Anna Vassilyevna did not see Elena, and had to be content with Zoya, who waited on her very devotedly, but kept thinking to herself: '_Diesen Insarof vorziehen--und wem?_' But directly Nikolai Artemyevitch went out--and that happened pretty often, Augustina Christianovna had come back in sober earnest--Elena went to her |
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