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On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 32 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 32

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 32
Chapter XXXIIThe day of departure drew near. November was already over; the latestdate for starting had come. Insarov had long ago made his preparations,and was burning with anxiety to get out of Moscow as soon as possible.And the doctor was urging him on. 'You need a warm climate,' he toldhim; 'you will not get well here.' Elena, too, was fretting withimpatience; she was worried by Insarov's pallor, and his emaciation. Sheoften looked with involuntary terror at his changed face. Her positionin her parents' house had become insupportable. Her mother mourned overher, as over the dead, while her father treated her with... Long Stories - Post by : pGwtech - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 3432

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 31 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 31

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 31
Chapter XXXIShubin had spoken truly. The unexpected news of Elena's marriage nearlykilled Anna Vassilyevna. She took to her bed. Nikolai Artemyevitchinsisted on her not admitting her daughter to her presence; he seemed tobe enjoying the opportunity of showing himself in the fullest sense themaster 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 youknow--you wait a little!' While he was in the house, Anna Vassilyevnadid not see Elena, and had to be content with... Long Stories - Post by : Gedagger - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 1863

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 30 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 30

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 30
Chapter XXXMeanwhile the storm gathering in the East was breaking. Turkey haddeclared war on Russia; the time fixed for the evacuation of thePrincipalities had already expired, the day of the disaster of Sinopewas not far off. The last letters received by Insarov summoned himurgently to his country. His health was not yet restored; he coughed,suffered from weakness and slight attacks of fever, but he was scarcelyever at home. His heart was fired, he no longer thought of his illness.He was for ever rushing about Moscow, having secret interviews withvarious persons, writing for whole nights, disappearing for whole days;he had informed his... Long Stories - Post by : Gedagger - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 2929

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 29 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 29

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 29
Chapter XXIXNikolai Artemyevitch was walking up and down in his study with a scowlon his face. Shubin was sitting at the window with his legs crossed,tranquilly smoking a cigar.'Leave off tramping from corner to corner, please,' he observed,knocking the ash off his cigar. 'I keep expecting you to speak;there's a rick in my neck from watching you. Besides, there's somethingartificial, melodramatic in your striding.''You can never do anything but joke,' responded Nikolai Artemyevitch.'You won't enter into my position, you refuse to realise that I am usedto that woman, that I am attached to her in fact, that her absence isbound to... Long Stories - Post by : dannyboy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 3306

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 28 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 28

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 28
Chapter XXVIIIInsarov read Elena's note, and at once began to set his room to rights;asked his landlady to take away the medicine-glasses, took off hisdressing-gown and put on his coat. His head was swimming and his heartthrobbing from weakness and delight. His knees were shaking; he droppedon to the sofa, and began to look at his watch. 'It's now a quarter totwelve,' he said to himself. 'She can never come before twelve: I willthink of something else for a quarter of an hour, or I shall break downaltogether. Before twelve she cannot possibly come.'The door was opened, and in a light... Long Stories - Post by : dannyboy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 1749

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On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 27
Chapter XXVIIBersenyev's words turned out only partly true; the danger was over,but Insarov gained strength slowly, and the doctor talked of a completeundermining of the whole system. The patient left his bed for allthat, and began to walk about the room; Bersenyev went home to his ownlodging, but he came every day to his still feeble friend; and every dayas before he informed Elena of the state of his health. Insarov didnot dare to write to her, and only indirectly in his conversations withBersenyev referred to her; but Bersenyev, with assumed carelessness,told him about his visits to the Stahovs, trying, however,... Long Stories - Post by : dannyboy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 2272

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On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 26
Chapter XXVIFor eight whole days Insarov lay between life and death. The doctor wasincessantly visiting him, interested as a young man in a difficult case.Shubin heard of Insarov's critical position, and made inquiries afterhim. His compatriots--Bulgarians--came; among them Bersenyev recognisedthe two strange figures, who had puzzled him by their unexpected visitto the cottage; they all showed genuine sympathy, some offered to takeBersenyev's place by the patient's bed-side; but he would not consentto that, remembering his promise to Elena. He saw her every day andsecretly reported to her--sometimes by word of mouth, sometimes in abrief note--every detail of the illness. With what... Long Stories - Post by : dannyboy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 1338

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On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 22
Chapter XXIINo one in the house of the retired lieutenant of guards, Stahov, hadever seen him so sour, and at the same time so self-confident andimportant as on that day. He walked into the drawing-room in hisovercoat and hat, with long deliberate stride, stamping with his heels;he approached the looking-glass and took a long look at himself,shaking his head and biting his lips with imperturbable severity. AnnaVassilyevna met him with obvious agitation and secret delight (she nevermet him otherwise); he did not even take off his hat, nor greet her, andin silence gave Elena his doe-skin glove to kiss. Anna Vassilyevna... Long Stories - Post by : dannyboy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 1054

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 21 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 21

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 21
Chapter XXIElena's first sensation on awakening was one of happy consternation.'Is it possible? Is it possible?' she asked herself, and her heartgrew faint with happiness. Recollections came rushing on her... she wasoverwhelmed by them. Then again she was enfolded by the blissful peaceof triumph. But in the course of the morning, Elena gradually becamepossessed by a spirit of unrest, and for the remainder of the day shefelt listless and weary. It was true she knew now what she wanted, butthat made it no easier for her. That never-to-be forgotten meeting hadcast her for ever out of the old groove; she was... Long Stories - Post by : dannyboy - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 2578

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On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 20
Chapter XX'Come to my room for a minute,' Shubin said to Bersenyev, directly thelatter had taken leave of Anna Vassilyevna: 'I have something to showyou.'Bersenyev followed him to his attic. He was surprised to see a number ofstudies, statuettes, and busts, covered with damp cloths, set about inall the corners of the room.'Well I see you have been at work in earnest,' he observed to Shubin.'One must do something,' he answered. 'If one thing doesn't do, one musttry another. However, like a true Corsican, I am more concerned withrevenge than with pure art. _Trema, Bisanzia!_''I don't understand you,' said Bersenyev.'Well, wait... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 1782

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 19 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 19

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 19
Chapter XIXAn hour later, Elena, with her hat in one hand, her cape in the other,walked slowly into the drawing-room of the villa. Her hair was in slightdisorder; on each cheek was to be seen a small bright spot of colour,the smile would not leave her lips, her eyes were nearly shutting andhalf hidden under the lids; they, too, were smiling. She could scarcelymove for weariness, and this weariness was pleasant to her; everything,indeed, was pleasant to her. Everything seemed sweet and friendly toher. Uvar Ivanovitch was sitting at the window; she went up to him, laidher hand on his shoulder,... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 2406

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 18 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 18

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 18
Chapter XVIIIElena walked with her head bent and her eyes fixed straight before her.She feared nothing, she considered nothing; she wanted to see Insarovonce more. She went on, not noticing that the sun had long agodisappeared behind heavy black clouds, that the wind was roaring bygusts in the trees and blowing her dress about her, that the dust hadsuddenly risen and was flying in a cloud along the road.... Large dropsof rain were falling, she did not even notice it; but it fell fasterand heavier, there were flashes of lightning and peals of thunder. Elenastood still looking round.... Fortunately for her,... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 900

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 17 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 17

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 17
Chapter XVIIOn the very day on which Elena had written this last fatal line inher diary, Insarov was sitting in Bersenyev's room, and Bersenyev wasstanding before him with a look of perplexity on his face. Insarov hadjust announced his intention of returning to Moscow the next day.'Upon my word!' cried Bersenyev. 'Why, the finest part of the summer isjust beginning. What will you do in Moscow? What a sudden decision! Orhave you had news of some sort?''I have had no news,' replied Insarov; 'but on thinking things over, Ifind I cannot stop here.''How can that be?''Andrei Petrovitch,' said Insarov, 'be so... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 1401

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On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 16
Chapter XVISoon after her acquaintance with Insarov, Elena (for the fifth or sixthtime) began a diary. Here are some extracts from it:'_June_.... Andrei Petrovitch brings me books, but I can't read them.I'm ashamed to confess it to him; but I don't like to give back thebooks, tell lies, say I have read them. I feel that would mortify him.He is always watching me. He seems devoted to me. A very good man,Andrei Petrovitch.... What is it I want? Why is my heart so heavy, sooppressed? Why do I watch the birds with envy as they fly past? I feelthat I could... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 1675

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On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 12
Chapter XII'The conquering hero Insarov will be here directly!' he shoutedtriumphantly, going into the Stahovs' drawing-room there happenedat the instant to be only Elena and Zoya.'_Wer_?' inquired Zoya in German. When she was taken unawares she alwaysused her native language. Elena drew herself up. Shubin looked at herwith a playful smile on his lips. She felt annoyed, but said nothing.'You heard,' he repeated, 'Mr. Insarov is coming here.''I heard,' she replied; 'and I heard how you spoke of him. I amsurprised at you, indeed. Mr. Insarov has not yet set foot in the house,and you already think fit to turn... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 2324

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 11 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 11

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 11
Chapter XITwo days later, Insarov in accordance with his promise arrived atBersenyev's with his luggage. He had no servant; but without anyassistance he put his room to rights, arranged the furniture, dusted andswept the floor. He had special trouble with the writing table, whichwould not fit into the recess in the wall assigned for it; but Insarov,with the silent persistence peculiar to him succeeded in getting his ownway with it. When he had settled in, he asked Bersenyev to let him payhim ten roubles in advance, and arming himself with a thick stick, setoff to inspect the country surrounding his new... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 3019

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On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 10
Chapter XElena met Bersenyev cordially, though not in the garden, but thedrawing-room, and at once, almost impatiently, renewed the conversationof the previous day. She was alone; Nikolai Artemyevitch had quietlyslipped away. Anna Vassilyevna was lying down upstairs with a wetbandage on her head. Zoya was sitting by her, the folds of her skirtarranged precisely about her, and her little hands clasped on her knees.Uvar Ivanovitch was reposing in the attic on a wide and comfortabledivan, known as a 'samo-son' or 'dozer.' Bersenyev again mentioned hisfather; he held his memory sacred. Let us, too, say a few words abouthim.The owner of eighty-two... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 1932

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 9 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 9

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 9
Chapter IXShubin went back to his room in the lodge and was just opening a book,when Nikolai Artemyevitch's valet came cautiously into his room andhanded him a small triangular note, sealed with a thick heraldic crest.'I hope,' he found in the note, 'that you as a man of honour willnot allow yourself to hint by so much as a single word at a certainpromissory note which was talked of this morning. You are acquaintedwith my position and my rules, the insignificance of the sum in itselfand the other circumstances; there are, in fine, family secrets whichmust be respected, and family tranquillity... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 2475

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 8 On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 8

On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 8
Chapter VIIIOn the evening of the same day, Anna Vassilyevna was sitting in herdrawing-room and was on the verge of weeping. There were also in theroom her husband and a certain Uvar Ivanovitch Stahov, a distant cousinof Nikolai Artemyevitch, a retired cornet of sixty years old, a mancorpulent to the point of immobility, with sleepy yellowish eyes, andcolourless thick lips in a puffy yellow face. Ever since he had retired,he had lived in Moscow on the interest of a small capital left him bya wife who came of a shopkeeper's family. He did nothing, and it isdoubtful whether he thought of... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 1313

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On The Eve: A Novel - Chapter 7
Chapter VIIThe next day at twelve o'clock, Bersenyev set off in a return coachto Moscow. He had to get some money from the post-office, to buy somebooks, and he wanted to seize the opportunity to see Insarov and havesome conversation with him. The idea had occurred to Bersenyev, in thecourse of his last conversation with Shubin, to invite Insarov to staywith him at his country lodgings. But it was some time before he foundhim out; from his former lodging he had moved to another, which it wasnot easy to discover; it was in the court at the back of a squalid... Long Stories - Post by : astoller - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ivan Turgenev - Read : 3118