s to feed their cattle。 Marya Gerasimovna looked at me in alarm and perplexity。
〃What can I do？〃 I said to her。 〃One cannot fight single…handed； and I have never experienced such loneliness as I do now。 I would give a great deal to find one man in the whole province on whom I could rely。〃
〃Invite Ivan Ivanitch；〃 said Marya Gerasimovna。
〃To be sure！〃 I thought； delighted。 〃That is an idea！ _C'est raison_；〃 I hummed； going to my study to write to Ivan Ivanitch。 〃_C'est raison； c'est raison_。〃
II
Of all the mass of acquaintances who； in this house twenty…five to thirty…five years ago； had eaten； drunk； masqueraded； fallen in love； married bored us with accounts of their splendid packs of hounds and horses； the only one still living was Ivan Ivanitch Bragin。 At one time he had been very active； talkative； noisy； and given to falling in love； and had been famous for his extreme views and for the peculiar charm of his face； which fascinated men as well as women； now he was an old man； had grown corpulent； and was living out his days with neither views nor charm。 He came the day after getting my letter； in the evening just as the samovar was brought into the dining…room and little Marya Gerasimovna had begun slicing the lemon。
〃I am very glad to see you； my dear fellow；〃 I said gaily； meeting him。 〃Why； you are stouter than ever。 。 。 。〃
〃It isn't getting stout； it's swelling；〃 he answered。 〃The bees must have stung me。〃
With the familiarity of a man laughing at his own fatness； he put his arms round my waist and laid on my breast his big soft head； with the hair combed down on the forehead like a Little Russian's； and went off into a thin； aged laugh。
〃And you go on getting younger；〃 he said through his laugh。 〃I wonder what dye you use for your hair and beard； you might let me have some of it。〃 Sniffing and gasping； he embraced me and kissed me on the cheek。 〃You might give me some of it；〃 he repeated。 〃Why； you are not forty； are you？〃
〃Alas； I am forty…six！〃 I said； laughing。
Ivan Ivanitch smelt of tallow candles and cooking； and that suited him。 His big； puffy； slow…moving body was swathed in a long frock…coat like a coachman's full coat； with a high waist； and with hooks and eyes instead of buttons； and it would have been strange if he had smelt of eau…de…Cologne； for instance。 In his long； unshaven； bluish double chin； which looked like a thistle； his goggle eyes； his shortness of breath； and in the whole of his clumsy； slovenly figure； in his voice； his laugh； and his words； it was difficult to recognize the graceful； interesting talker who used in old days to make the husbands of the district jealous on account of their wives。
〃I am in great need of your assistance； my friend；〃 I said； when we were sitting in the dining…room； drinking tea。 〃I want to organize relief for the starving peasants； and I don't know how to set about it。 So perhaps you will be so kind as to advise me。〃
〃Yes； yes； yes；〃 said Ivan Ivanitch； sighing。 〃To be sure； to be sure； to be sure。 。 。 。〃
〃I would not have worried you； my dear fellow； but really there is no one here but you I can appeal to。 You know what people are like about here。〃
〃To be sure； to be sure； to be sure。 。 。 。 Yes。〃
I thought that as we were going to have a serious； business consultation in which any one might take part； regardless of their position or personal relations； why should I not invite Natalya Gavrilovna。
〃_Tres faciunt collegium_；〃 I said gaily。 〃What if we were to ask Natalya Gavrilovna？ What do you think？ Fenya；〃 I said； turning to the maid； 〃ask Natalya Gavrilovna to come upstairs to us； if possible at once。 Tell her it's a very important matter。〃
A little later Natalya Gavrilovna came in。 I got up to meet her and said：
〃Excuse us for troubling you； Natalie。 We are discussing a very important matter； and we had the happy thought that we might take advantage of your good advice； which you will not refuse to give us。 Please sit down。〃
Ivan Ivanitch kissed her hand while she kissed his forehead； then； when we all sat down to the table； he； looking at her tearfully and blissfully； craned forward to her and kissed her hand again。 She was dressed in black； her hair was carefully arranged； and she smelt of fresh scent。 She had evidently dressed to go out or was expecting somebody。 Coming into the dining…room； she held out her hand to me with simple friendliness； and smiled to me as graciously as she did to Ivan Ivanitch that pleased me； but as she talked she moved her fingers； often and abruptly leaned back in her chair and talked rapidly； and this jerkiness in her words and movements irritated me and reminded me of her native town Odessa； where the society； men and women alike； had wearied me by its bad taste。
〃I want to do something for the famine…stricken peasants；〃 I began； and after a brief pause I went on： 〃 Money； of course； is a great thing； but to confine oneself to subscribing money； and with that to be satisfied； would be evading the worst of the trouble。 Help must take the form of money； but the most important thing is a proper and sound organization。 Let us think it over； my friends； and do something。〃
Natalya Gavrilovna looked at me inquiringly and shrugged her shoulders as though to say； 〃What do I know about it？〃
〃Yes； yes； famine 。 。 。〃 muttered Ivan Ivanitch。 〃Certainly 。 。 。 yes。〃
〃It's a serious position；〃 I said； 〃and assistance is needed as soon as possible。 I imagine the first point among the principles which we must work out ought to be promptitude。 We must act on the military principles of judgment； promptitude； and energy。〃
〃Yes； promptitude 。 。 。〃 repeated Ivan Ivanitch in a drowsy and listless voice； as though he were dropping asleep。 〃Only one can't do anything。 The crops have failed； and so what's the use of all your judgment and energy？ 。 。 。 It's the elements。 。 。 。 You can't go against God and fate。〃
〃Yes； but that's what man has a head for； to conten d against the elements。〃
〃Eh？ Yes 。 。 。 that's so； to be sure。 。 。 。 Yes。〃
Ivan Ivanitch sneezed into his handkerchief； brightened up； and as though he had just woken up； looked round at my wife and me。
〃My crops have failed； too。〃 He laughed a thin little laugh and gave a sly wink as though this were really funny。 〃No money； no corn； and a yard full of labourers like Count Sheremetyev's。 I want to kick them out； but I haven't the heart to。〃
Natalya Gavrilovna laughed； and began questioning him about his private affairs。 Her presence gave me a pleasure such as I had not felt for a long time； and I was afraid to look at her for fear my eyes would betray my secret feeling。 Our relations were such that that feeling might seem surprising and ridiculous。
She laughed and talked with Ivan Ivanitch without being in the least disturbed that she was in my room and that I was not laughing。
〃And so； my friends； what are we to do？〃 I asked after waiting for a pause。 〃I suppose before we do anything else we had better immediately open a subscription…list。 We will write to our friends in the capitals and in Odessa； Natalie； and ask them to subscribe。 When we have got together a little sum we will begin buying corn and fodder for the cattle； and you； Ivan Ivanitch； will you be so kind as to undertake distributing the relief？ Entirely relying on your characteristic tact and efficiency； we will only venture to express a desire that before you give any relief you make acquaintance with the details of the case on the spot； and also； which is very important； you should be careful that corn should be distributed only to those who are in genuine need； and not to the drunken； the idle； or the dishonest。〃
〃Yes； yes； yes 。 。 。〃 muttered Ivan Ivanitch。 〃To be sure； to be sure。〃
〃Well； one won't get much done with that slobbering wreck；〃 I thought； and I felt irritated。
〃I am sick of these famine…stricken peasants； bother them！ It's nothing but grievances with them！〃 Ivan Ivanitch went on； sucking the rind of the lemon。 〃The hungry have a grievance against those who have enough； and those who have enough have a grievance against the hungry。 Yes 。 。 。 hunger stupefies and maddens a man and makes him savage； hunger is not a potato。 When a man is starving he uses bad language； and steals； and may do worse。 。 。 。 One must realize that。〃
Ivan Ivanitch choked over his tea； coughed； and shook all over with a squeaky； smothered laughter。
〃 'There was a battle at Pol 。 。 。 Poltava；' 〃 he brought out； gesticulating with both hands in protest against the laughter and coughing which prevented him from speaking。 〃 'There was a battle at Poltava！' When three years after the Emancipation we had famine in two districts here； Fyodor Fyodoritch came and invited me to go to him。 'Come along； come along；' he persisted； and nothing else would satisfy him。 'Very well； let us go；' I said。 And； so we set off。 It was in the evening； there was snow falling。 Towards night we were getting near his place； and suddenly from the wood came 'bang！' and another time 'bang！' 'Oh； damn it all！' 。 。 。 I jumped out of the sledge； and I saw in the darkness a man running up to me； knee…deep in the snow。 I put my arm round his shoulder； like this； and knocked the gun out of his hand。 Then another one turned up； I fetched him a knock on the back of his head so that he grunted and flopped with his nose in the snow。 I was a sturdy chap then； my fist was heavy； I disposed of two of them； and when I turned round Fyodor was sitting astride of a third。 We did not let our three fine fellows go； we tied their hands behind their backs so that they might not do us or themselves any harm； and took the fools into the kitchen。 We were angry with them and at the same time ashamed to look at them； they were peasants we knew； and were good fellows； we were sorry for them。 They were quite stupid with terror。 One was crying and begging our pardon； the second looked like a wild beast and kept swearing； the third knelt down and began to pray。 I said to Fedya： 'Don't bear them a grudge； let them go； the rascals！' He fed them； gave them a bushel of flour each； and let them go： 'Get along with you；' he said。 So that's what he did。。 。 。 The Kingdom of Heaven be his and everlasting peace！ He und