English essays -- 20th century; Russia; Russia -- Fiction; Russia -- Social life and customs; Short stories, English
“My dear little Irina,” he said, kissing her on both cheeks, “it is
years since I’ve seen you; I should not have recognised you, you’ve
grown into such a lovely grown-up creature. It is lucky that I have
been appointed here, just on your way to X. (the country estate of
Irina’s relations), but why did you go to the hotel? Another time you
must stay here. And mind, I expect to see you often now; you must stop
here every time you go to X. There is always plenty of room in this old
barrack of a house. But come, we will go and have something to eat.”
And he took her into the dining-room. “We shall be quite alone,” he
said. “It is better, isn’t it? When you were a little girl, when we
were all at X. together, you used to love pancakes; you never could
have enough; so I’ve had some made to-day. And my cook understands how
to make them properly.”
Irina blurted out a few confused phrases. Her uncle could not get
over the fact that she was grown up; that she was a tall and pretty
girl. He took her to the window to observe her properly, and he kept
on making exclamations of admiration and surprise. Then he led her to
the sideboard, and chose out for her titbits among the hot and cold
_zakouski_ (hors-d’oeuvre) that were there.
“It does one good,” he said, “to see a face like yours in this
detestable hole. I can’t tell you what a life it is. One never has a
moment’s peace, and nobody is satisfied. There are fifteen or sixteen
different parties in the town, all quarrelling. I have to settle
everything. There are Revolutionaries, Social Democrats, Social
Revolutionaries, Maximalists, Minimalists, merchants, students, Jews,
anti-Jews, Reactionaries, the Alliance of the Russian People--all
fighting against each other, and all appealing to me to settle their
difficulties; and if one does manage to keep things smooth, what
thanks does one get from the Government? Absolutely none. The other
day all the Reactionaries, the Alliance of the Russian People, and so
forth, met together and sang the National Hymn and collected a crowd
of hooligans, and went to set fire to the school. I had to go down and
make a speech to them, and it was with the greatest difficulty I got
them away.
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