Mental illness -- Fiction; Russia -- Fiction; Russian fiction -- Translations into English; Teachers -- Fiction
The Head-Master, Nikolai Vlasyevitch Khripatch had a certain number of
rules which were sufficiently practical and not difficult to keep. He
calmly fulfilled all the school laws and regulations and also kept to
the rules of a generally-accepted mild Liberalism. This was why the
school authorities, the parents and the students were equally satisfied
with the Head-Master. He had no moments of doubt, no indecisions and
no hesitations--what was the use of them?--one could always rely
on the decisions of the Pedagogical Council or on the instructions
of the Educational authorities. He was no less calm and correct in
his personal relations. His very appearance gave the impression of
good-nature and steadiness. He was short, robust, active, with keen
eyes, and with a confident voice. He seemed a man who ordered his
life well and who was always ready to improve. There were many books
on the shelves in his study. He made notes from them. When he had
accumulated a sufficient number of notes, he would put them in order
and paraphrase them--that was how a text-book was compiled, published
and circulated, of course not so successfully as the text-books of
Ushinsky and Evtoushevsky but still they were not a failure. Sometimes
he put together, chiefly from foreign books, a compilation which was
very respectable and quite unnecessary to anyone and published it in a
periodical equally respectable and equally unnecessary. He had a number
of children and all of them, boys and girls, already gave indication
of various talents: some wrote verses, some drew, some made rapid
progress in music.
Peredonov said morosely:
"You're always down on me, Nikolai Vlasyevitch. Perhaps someone has
been slandering me to you, but I've done nothing of the kind."
"I beg your pardon," the Head-Master interrupted him, "I don't
understand what slanders you have in mind. In the management of the
_gymnasia_ entrusted to me, I make use of my own observations, and I
dare hope that my educational experience is sufficient to estimate with
proper correctness what I see and what I hear, all the more in view of
my close attention to my duties which I have made an unbreakable rule."
Khripatch said this quickly and decisively, and his voice sounded dry
and clear, like the sharp noise given out by a zinc bar when bent. He
went on:
"As far as it concerns my personal opinion of you, I still continue to
think that there are sad lapses in your professional activity."
"Yes," said Peredonov morosely. "You've taken it into your head that
I'm good for nothing. Yet I'm always preoccupied with the _gymnasia."_
Khripatch lifted his eyebrows in astonishment and glanced questioningly
at Peredonov.
"You haven't noticed," continued Peredonov, "that there's a possibility
of a scandal in our _gymnasia._ No one has noticed it--I alone have
detected it."
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