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The Works of IV N Turg Nieff (Volume 3)

The Works of IV N Turg Nieff (Volume 3)

Turgenev, Ivan Sergeevich

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ISBN10: 1459004558
ISBN13: 9781459004559
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 176
Weight: 0.72
Height: 0.38 Width: 7.44 Depth: 9.69
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1904. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... made her appearance again, and again seated herself somewhere in a corner--and sat there motionless, as though meditating and bewildered--bewildered, most of all. Frau Lenore herself noticed, at last, the unwontedness of her behaviour, and asked her a couple of times what was the matter with her. Nothing,--replied Gemma; thou knowest that I am like this at times. That is true,--assented her mother. Thus passed the whole of that long day, in a way that was neither animated nor languid, --neither cheerful nor tiresome. Had Gemma borne herself otherwise, Sanin might--who knows?-- have been unable to resist the temptation to strut a little, or might have yielded to the feeling of sadness in face of a parting which might prove eternal. . . . But, as he never succeeded, even once, in speaking to Gemma, he was obliged to content himself with striking minor chords on the piano for a quarter of an hour before evening coffee was served. fimile came home late, and with the object of avoiding interrogations on the subject of Herr Kliiber, he retired very soon. Sanin's turn to withdraw arrived. He began to take leave of Gemma. For some reason, Lensky's parting from Olga, in Onyegin,1 recurred to his mind. He pressed her 1 Pushkin's poem Evgeny Onyegin.--Translator. hand closely--and tried to look into her face-- but she turned away slightly and freed her fingers. XX The sky was studded with stars when he emerged on the steps. And how many of those stars were sown there, big, little, yellow, red, blue, white! They were all fairly glowing and swarming, vying with one another in darting their rays. There was no moon in the sky, but even without it every object was distinctly visible in the half-light, shadeless gloom. Sanin walked down the street, to the very end. . ....

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