Orloff breathed more freely, and a look of relief passed across his
face. From the first moment, the medical student, with his boisterous
unaffected ways, pleased him; the healthy young face, covered on
cheeks and chin with fair downy hair, had something so friendly and
good-natured in it The fresh free laughter of the young man brought
into the Orloffs' cellar a ray of light and of brightness.
"Now, my good people," continued the student, after a pause; "you might
empty the slop-pail a little more often, for it is from that this
horrible smell comes. I should like to advise you, my good woman, to
wash it out more often, and to place chloride of lime in the corners of
the room. That will purify the air, and it's a very good remedy against
the damp. And you, my fine fellow--why do you look so upset?" He turned
towards Orloff, seized his hand suddenly, and felt his pulse. The quick
assured manner of the medical student impressed the Orloffs to such
a degree that they seemed at first to be struck dumb. Matrona smiled
constrainedly and watched him in silence, whilst Grigori seemed as if
refreshed by the sight of the open fair young face.
"Well, and how are your stomachs feeling?" asked the medical student
"You can speak out openly to me without any fuss--it's a question you
see of life and death.... If anything is not quite right we will treat
you gratis with some simple citrate medicine or something of that sort,
and you will be all right in a few days."
"We can't complain; we are fairly healthy," said Grigori, smiling.
"And if I don't seem quite up to the mark, it's nothing out of the
common--to tell the truth, I took a drop too much last night...."
"That I had already guessed, for my nose told me so.... Of course it
was only a _small_ glass too much? Only half a glass or so?..."
Grischka could not contain himself when listening to the comical way
in which this was said, and watching the sly grimace which accompanied
it; and he burst into a loud good-tempered laugh. Matrona smiled also
behind her apron. The medical student, who, at first had laughed with
them for company, then changed to a more serious expression. As the
lines of his face altered, it appeared even more open and candid than
before.
"That a man who is working should drink a glass from time to time--that
is all right," said he. "But as I have just said, it must be taken in
moderation, and as times are now it is better to keep away from drink
altogether. Have you already heard about the epidemic that is just now
raging in the town?"
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