Brothers -- Fiction; Didactic fiction; Fathers and sons -- Fiction; Russia -- Social life and customs -- 1533-1917 -- Fiction
She and her aunt lived in her father’s house with a sort of voluntary
humility, not putting themselves on an equality with other people. She
was a general favorite, and of use to every one, for she was a clever
dressmaker. She had a talent for it. She gave her services freely
without asking for payment, but if any one offered her payment, she
didn’t refuse. The colonel, of course, was a very different matter. He
was one of the chief personages in the district. He kept open house,
entertained the whole town, gave suppers and dances. At the time I
arrived and joined the battalion, all the town was talking of the
expected return of the colonel’s second daughter, a great beauty, who
had just left a fashionable school in the capital. This second daughter
is Katerina Ivanovna, and she was the child of the second wife, who
belonged to a distinguished general’s family; although, as I learnt on
good authority, she too brought the colonel no money. She had
connections, and that was all. There may have been expectations, but
they had come to nothing.
“Yet, when the young lady came from boarding-school on a visit, the
whole town revived. Our most distinguished ladies—two ‘Excellencies’
and a colonel’s wife—and all the rest following their lead, at once
took her up and gave entertainments in her honor. She was the belle of
the balls and picnics, and they got up _tableaux vivants_ in aid of
distressed governesses. I took no notice, I went on as wildly as
before, and one of my exploits at the time set all the town talking. I
saw her eyes taking my measure one evening at the battery commander’s,
but I didn’t go up to her, as though I disdained her acquaintance. I
did go up and speak to her at an evening party not long after. She
scarcely looked at me, and compressed her lips scornfully. ‘Wait a bit.
I’ll have my revenge,’ thought I. I behaved like an awful fool on many
occasions at that time, and I was conscious of it myself. What made it
worse was that I felt that ‘Katenka’ was not an innocent
boarding-school miss, but a person of character, proud and really
high-principled; above all, she had education and intellect, and I had
neither. You think I meant to make her an offer? No, I simply wanted to
revenge myself, because I was such a hero and she didn’t seem to feel
it.
“Meanwhile, I spent my time in drink and riot, till the
lieutenant-colonel put me under arrest for three days. Just at that
time father sent me six thousand roubles in return for my sending him a
deed giving up all claims upon him—settling our accounts, so to speak,
and saying that I wouldn’t expect anything more. I didn’t understand a
word of it at the time. Until I came here, Alyosha, till the last few
days, indeed, perhaps even now, I haven’t been able to make head or
tail of my money affairs with father. But never mind that, we’ll talk
of it later.
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