Mental illness -- Fiction; Russia -- Fiction; Russian fiction -- Translations into English; Teachers -- Fiction
The sisters lied with such assurance and tranquillity that it was
impossible not to believe them. Why not? Lies have often more
verisimilitude than the truth. Nearly always. As for truth of course it
has no verisimilitude.
"Of course it is true that he was often here," said Darya, "but we
shan't let him cross our threshold again, if you object."
"And I shall go and see Khripatch to-day," said Liudmilla. "How did he
get hold of that notion? Surely he doesn't believe such a stupid tale?"
"No, I don't think he believes it himself," admitted Ekaterina
Ivanovna. "But he says that various unpleasant rumours are going about."
"There! You see!" exclaimed Liudmilla happily. "Of course he doesn't
believe it himself. What's the reason of all this fuss then?"
Liudmilla's cheerful voice deceived Ekaterina Ivanovna. She thought:
"I wonder what exactly has happened? The Head-Master does say that he
doesn't believe it."
The sisters for a long time supported each other in persuading
Ekaterina Ivanovna of the complete innocence of their relations with
Sasha. To set her mind more completely at rest they were on the point
of telling her in detail precisely what they did with Sasha; but they
stopped short because they were all such innocent, simple things that
it was difficult to remember them. And Ekaterina Ivanovna at last came
to believe that her Sasha and the charming Routilovs were the innocent
victims of stupid slander.
As she bade them good-bye she kissed them kindly and said:
"You're charming, simple girls. I thought at first that you
were--forgive the rude word--wantons."
The sisters laughed gaily. Liudmilla said:
"No, we're just happy girls with sharp little tongues and that's why
we're not liked by some of the local geese."
When she returned from the Routilovs Sasha's aunt said nothing to him.
He met her, feeling rather frightened and embarrassed and he looked
at her cautiously and attentively. After a long deliberation with
Kokovkina the aunt decided:
"I must see the Head-Master again."
* * * * *
That same day Liudmilla went to see Khripatch. She sat for some time in
the drawing-room with the Head-Master's wife and then announced that
she had come to see Nikolai Vassilyevitch on business.
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