Russian literature -- 19th century -- History and criticism
“I do not ask you what is your business. My business is simply to
announce you. But without asking the secretary I said I would not
announce you.” The suspicions of the servant continually seemed to
increase. The prince was so unlike the ordinary run of everyday
visitors. “... You are, so to speak, from abroad?” asked the servant
at last, and hesitated as if he wished to say, “You are really Prince
Mwishkin?”
“Yes, I have this moment come from the train. I think that you wished
to ask me whether I am really Prince Mwishkin, and that you did not ask
me out of politeness.”
“H’m!” murmured the astonished servant.
“I assure you that I was not telling lies, and that you will not get
into trouble on account of me. That I am dressed as I am and carrying
a bundle like this is not astonishing, for at the present moment my
circumstances are not flourishing.”
“H’m! I am not afraid of that. You see I am obliged to announce you,
and the secretary will come to see you unless ... the matter is like
this: You have not come to beg from the general, may I be so bold as to
ask?”
“Oh no, you may rest assured of that. I have come on other business.”
“Pardon me. Please wait for the secretary; he is busy....”
“Very well. If I shall have to wait long I should like to ask you
whether I might smoke. I have a pipe and some tobacco.”
“Smoke!” The servant looked at him with contempt, as if he could not
believe his ears. “Smoke? No, you cannot smoke here. And what is more,
you should be ashamed of thinking of such a thing. Well, this is queer!”
“I did not mean in this room, but I would go somewhere if you would
show me, because I am accustomed to it, and I have not smoked now for
three hours. But as you like.”
“Now, how shall I announce you?” murmured the servant as though almost
unwillingly to himself. “In the first place you ought not to be here,
but in the anteroom, because you are a visitor, that is to say, a
guest, and I am responsible. Have you come to live here?” he asked,
looking again at the prince’s bundle, which evidently disturbed him.
“No, I don’t think so; even if they invited me, I should not stay. I
have simply come to make acquaintance, nothing more.”
“How do you mean, to make acquaintance?” the servant asked, with
trebled suspicion and astonishment. “You said at first that you had
come on business.”
“Well, it’s not exactly business; that is to say, if you like, it _is_
business,--it is only to ask advice. But the chief thing is that I
have come to introduce myself, because I and the general’s wife are
both descendants from the Mwishkins, and besides myself there are no
Mwishkins left.”
“So, what’s more you are a relation!” said the frightened servant.
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