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favourably。 She was tall; thin; and very pale; and looked as

though she suffered from chronic depression and fatigue。 Yet;

though her smile was a sad one; it was very kind; and her large;

mournful eyes; with a slight cast in their vision; added to the

pathos and attractiveness of her expression。 Her attitude; while

not precisely that of a hunchback; made her whole form droop;

while her every movement expressed languor。 Likewise; though her

speech was deliberate; the timbre of her voice; and the manner in

which she lisped her r's and l's; were very pleasing to the ear。

Finally; she did not 〃ENTERTAIN〃 me。 Unfortunately; the answers

which I returned to her questions concerning my relations seemed

to afford her a painful interest; and to remind her of happier

days: with the result that when; presently; her son left the

room; she gazed at me in silence for a moment; and then burst

into tears。 As I sat there in mute bewilderment; I could not

conceive what I had said to bring this about。 At first I felt

sorry for her as she sat there weeping with downcast eyes。 Next

I began to think to myself: 〃Ought I not to try and comfort her;

and how ought that to be done?〃 Finally; I began to feel vexed

with her for placing me in such an awkward position。 〃Surely my

appearance is not so moving as all that?〃 I reflected。 〃Or is she

merely acting like this to see what I shall do under the

circumstances?〃



〃Yet it would not do for me to go;〃 I continued to myself; for

that would look too much as though I were fleeing to escape her

tears。〃 Accordingly I began fidgeting about on my seat; in order

to remind her of my presence。



〃Oh; how foolish of me!〃 at length she said; as she gazed at me

for a moment and tried to smile。 〃There are days when one weeps

for no reason whatever。〃 She felt about for her handkerchief; and

then burst out weeping more violently than before。



〃Oh dear! How silly of me to be for ever crying like this! Yet I

was so fond of your mother! We were such friends! We…we〃



At this point she found her handkerchief; and; burying her face

in it; went on crying。 Once more I found myself in the same

protracted dilemma。 Though vexed; I felt sorry for her; since her

tears appeared to be genuineeven though I also had an idea that

it was not so much for my mother that she was weeping as for the

fact that she was unhappy; and had known happier days。 How it

would all have ended I do not know; had not her son reappeared

and said that his father desired to see her。 Thereupon she rose;

and was just about to leave the room; when the General himself

entered。 He was a small; grizzled; thick…set man; with bushy

black eyebrows; a grey; close…cropped head; and a very stern;

haughty expression of countenance。



I rose and bowed to him; but the General (who was wearing three

stars on his green frockcoat) not only made no response to my

salutation; but scarcely even looked at me; so that all at once I

felt as though I were not a human being at all; but only some

negligible object such as a settee or window; or; if I were a

human being; as though I were quite indistinguishable from such a

negligible object。



〃Then you have not yet written to the Countess; my dear?〃 he said

to his wife in French; and with an imperturbable; yet determined;

expression on his countenance。



〃Good…bye; Monsieur Irtenieff;〃 Madame said to me; in her turn;

as she made a proud gesture with her head and looked at my

eyebrows just as her son had done。 I bowed to her; and again to

her husband; but my second salutation made no more impression

upon him than if a window had just been opened or closed。

Nevertheless the younger Iwin accompanied me to the door; and on

the way told me that he was to go to St。 Petersburg University;

since his father had been appointed to a post in that city (and

young Iwin named a very high office in the service)。



〃Well; his Papa may do whatsoever he likes;〃 I muttered to myself

as I climbed into the drozhki; 〃but at all events I will never

set foot in that house again。 His wife weeps and looks at me as

though I were the embodiment of woe; while that old pig of a

General does not even give me a bow。 However; I will get even

with him some day。〃 How I meant to do that I do not know; but my

words nevertheless came true。



Afterwards; I frequently found it necessary to remember the advice

of my father when he said that I must cultivate the

acquaintanceship of the Iwins; and not expect a man in the

position of General Iwin to pay any attention to a boy like

myself。 But I had figured in that position long enough。



XXI



PRINCE IVAN IVANOVITCH



〃Now for the last callthe visit to Nikitskaia Street;〃 I said

to Kuzma; and we started for Prince Ivan Ivanovitch's mansion。



Towards the end; a round of calls usually brings one a certain

amount of self…assurance: consequently I was approaching the

Prince's abode in quite a tranquil frame of mind; when suddenly I

remembered the Princess Kornakoff's words that I was his heir;

and at the same moment caught sight of two carriages waiting at

the portico。 Instantly; my former nervousness returned。



Both the old major…domo who opened the door to me; and the

footman who took my coat; and the two male and three female

visitors whom I found in the drawing…room; and; most of all;

Prince Ivan Ivanovitch himself (whom I found clad in a 〃company〃

frockcoat and seated on a sofa) seemed to look at me as at an

HEIR; and so to eye me with ill…will。 Yet the Prince was very

gracious and; after kissing me (that is to say; after pressing

his cold; dry; flabby lips to my cheek for a second); asked me

about my plans and pursuits; jested with me; inquired whether I

still wrote verses of the kind which I used to indite in honour

of my grandmother's birthdays; and invited me to dine with him

that day。 Nevertheless; in proportion as he grew the kinder; the

more did I feel persuaded that his civility was only intended to

conceal from me the fact that he disliked the idea of my being

his heir。 He had a custom (due to his false teeth; of which his

mouth possessed a complete set) of raising his upper lip a little

as he spoke; and producing a slight whistling sound from it; and

whenever; on the present occasion; he did so it seemed to me that

he was saying to himself: 〃A boy; a boyI know it! And my heir;

toomy heir!〃



When we were children; we had been used to calling the Prince

〃dear Uncle;〃 but now; in my capacity of heir; I could not bring

my tongue to the phrase; while to say 〃Your Highness;〃 as did one

of the other visitors; seemed derogatory to my self…esteem。

Consequently; never once during that visit did I call him anything

at all。 The personage; however; who most disturbed me was the old

Princess who shared with me the position of prospective

inheritor; and who lived in the Prince's house。 While seated

beside her at dinner; I felt firmly persuaded that the reason why

she would not speak to me was that she disliked me for being her

co…heir; and that the Prince; for his part; paid no attention to

our side of the table for the reason that the Princess and myself

hoped to succeed him; and so were alike distasteful in his sight。



〃You cannot think how I hated it all!〃 I said to Dimitrieff the

same evening; in a desire to make a parade of disliking the

notion of being an heir (somehow I thought it the thing to do)。

〃You cannot think how I loathed the whole two hours that I spent

there!Yet he is a fine…looking old fellow; and was very kind to

me;〃 I addedwishing; among other things; to disabuse my friend

of any possible idea that my loathing had arisen out of the fact

that I had felt so small。 〃It is only the idea that people may be

classing me with the Princess who lives with him; and who licks

the dust off his boots。 He is a wonderful old man; and good and

considerate to everybody; but it is awful to see how he treats

the Princess。 Money is a detestable thing; and ruins all human

relations。



〃Do you know; I think it would be far the best thing for me to

have an open explanation with the Prince;〃 I went on; 〃to tell

him that I respect him as a man; but think nothing of being his

heir; and that I desire him to leave me nothing; since that is

the only condition on which I can; in future; visit his house。〃



Instead of bursting out laughing when I said this; Dimitri

pondered awhile in silence; and then answered:



〃You are wrong。 Either you ought to refrain from supposing that

people may be classing you with this Princess of whom you speak;

or; if you DO suppose such a thing; you ought to suppose further

that people are thinking what you yourself know quite well

namely; that such thoughts are so utterly foreign to your nature

that you despise them and would never make them a basis for

action。 Suppose; however; that people DO suppose you to suppose

such a thingWell; to sum up;〃 he added
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