e of anything。 My face was burning from the hot cabbage soup and the heat of the room。 Ivan Ivanitch and Sobol； too； were crimson。
〃To the health of your wife；〃 said Sobol。 〃She likes me。 Tell her her doctor sends her his respects。〃
〃She's fortunate； upon my word；〃 sighed Ivan Ivanitch。 〃Though she takes no trouble； does not fuss or worry herself； she has become the most important person in the whole district。 Almost the whole business is in her hands； and they all gather round her； the doctor； the District Captains； and the ladies。 With people of the right sort that happens of itself。 Yes。 。 。 。 The apple…tree need take no thought for the apple to grow on it； it will grow of itself。〃
〃It's only people who don't care who take no thought；〃 said I。
〃Eh？ Yes 。 。 。 〃 muttered Ivan Ivanitch； not catching what I said； 〃that's true。 。 。 。 One must not worry oneself。 Just so； just so。 。 。 。 Only do your duty towards God and your neighbour； and then never mind what happens。〃
〃Eccellenza；〃 said Sobol solemnly； 〃just look at nature about us： if you poke your nose or your ear out of your fur collar it will be frost…bitten； stay in the fields for one hour； you'll be buried in the snow； while the village is just the same as in the days of Rurik； the same Petchenyegs and Polovtsi。 It's nothing but being burnt down； starving； and struggling against nature in every way。 What was I saying？ Yes！ If one thinks about it； you know； looks into it and analyses all this hotchpotch； if you will allow me to call it so； it's not life but more like a fire in a theatre！ Any one who falls down or screams with terror； or rushes about； is the worst enemy of good order； one must stand up and look sharp； and not stir a hair！ There's no time for whimpering and busying oneself with trifles。 When you have to deal with elemental forces you must put out force against them； be firm and as unyielding as a stone。 Isn't that right； grandfather？〃 He turned to Ivan Ivanitch and laughed。 〃I am no better than a woman myself； I am a limp rag； a flabby creature； so I hate flabbiness。 I can't endure petty feelings！ One mopes； another is frightened； a third will come straight in here and say： 'Fie on you！ Here you've guzzled a dozen courses and you talk about the starving！' That's petty and stupid！ A fourth will reproach you； Eccellenza； for being rich。 Excuse me； Eccellenza；〃 he went on in a loud voice； laying his hand on his heart； 〃but your having set our magistrate the task of hunting day and night for your thieves excuse me； that's also petty on your part。 I am a little drunk； so that's why I say this now； but you know； it is petty！〃
〃Who's asking him to worry himself？ I don't understand！〃 I said； getting up。
I suddenly felt unbearably ashamed and mortified； and I walked round the table。
〃Who asks him to worry himself？ I didn't ask him to。 。 。 。 Damn him！〃
〃They have arrested three men and let them go again。 They turned out not to be the right ones； and now they are looking for a fresh lot；〃 said Sobol； laughing。 〃It's too bad！〃
〃I did not ask him to worry himself；〃 said I； almost crying with excitement。 〃What's it all for？ What's it all for？ Well； supposing I was wrong； supposing I have done wrong； why do they try to put me more in the wrong？〃
〃Come； come； come； come！〃 said Sobol； trying to soothe me。 〃Come！ I have had a drop； that is why I said it。 My tongue is my enemy。 Come；〃 he sighed； 〃we have eaten and drunk wine； and now for a nap。〃
He got up from the table； kissed Ivan Ivanitch on the head； and staggering from repletion； went out of the dining…room。 Ivan Ivanitch and I smoked in silence。
I don't sleep after dinner； my dear；〃 said Ivan Ivanitch； 〃but you have a rest in the lounge…room。〃
I agreed。 In the half…dark and warmly heated room they called the lounge…room； there stood against the walls long； wide sofas； solid and heavy； the work of Butyga the cabinet maker； on them lay high； soft； white beds； probably made by the old woman in spectacles。 On one of them Sobol； without his coat and boots； already lay asleep with his face to the back of the sofa； another bed was awaiting me。 I took off my coat and boots； and； overcome by fatigue； by the spirit of Butyga which hovered over the quiet lounge…room； and by the light； caressing snore of Sobol； I lay down submissively。
And at once I began dreaming of my wife； of her room； of the station…master with his face full of hatred； the heaps of snow； a fire in the theatre。 I dreamed of the peasants who had stolen twenty sacks of rye out of my barn。
〃Anyway； it's a good thing the magistrate let them go；〃 I said。
I woke up at the sound of my own voice； looked for a moment in perplexity at Sobol's broad back； at the buckles of his waistcoat； at his thick heels； then lay down again and fell asleep。
When I woke up the second time it was quite dark。 Sobol was asleep。 There was peace in my heart； and I longed to make haste home。 I dressed and went out of the lounge…room。 Ivan Ivanitch was sitting in a big arm…chair in his study； absolutely motionless； staring at a fixed point； and it was evident that he had been in the same state of petrifaction all the while I had been asleep。
〃Good！〃 I said； yawning。 〃I feel as though I had woken up after breaking the fast at Easter。 I shall often come and see you now。 Tell me； did my wife ever dine here？〃
〃So…ome…ti…mes 。 。 。 sometimes；〃' muttered Ivan Ivanitch； making an effort to stir。 〃She dined here last Saturday。 Yes。 。 。 。 She likes me。〃
After a silence I said：
〃Do you remember； Ivan Ivanitch； you told me I had a disagreeable character and that it was difficult to get on with me？ But what am I to do to make my character different？〃
〃I don't know； my dear boy。 。 。 。 I'm a feeble old man； I can't advise you。 。 。 。 Yes。 。 。 。 But I said that to you at the time because I am fond of you and fond of your wife； and I was fond of your father。 。 。 。 Yes。 I shall soon die； and what need have I to conceal things from you or to tell you lies？ So I tell you： I am very fond of you； but I don't respect you。 No； I don't respect you。〃
He turned towards me and said in a breathless whisper：
〃It's impossible to respect you； my dear fellow。 You look like a real man。 You have the figure and deportment of the French President Carnot I saw a portrait of him the other day in an illustrated paper 。 。 。 yes。 。 。 。 You use lofty language； and you are clever； and you are high up in the service beyond all reach； but haven't real soul； my dear boy 。 。 。 there's no strength in it。〃
〃A Scythian； in fact；〃 I laughed。 〃But what about my wife？ Tell me something about my wife； you know her better。〃
I wanted to talk about my wife； but Sobol came in and prevented me。
〃I've had a sleep and a wash；〃 he said； looking at me naively。 〃I'll have a cup of tea with some rum in it and go home。〃
VII
It was by now past seven。 Besides Ivan Ivanitch； women servants； the old dame in spectacles； the little girls and the peasant； all accompanied us from the hall out on to the steps； wishing us good…bye and all sorts of blessings； while near the horses in the darkness there were standing and moving about men with lanterns； telling our coachmen how and which way to drive； and wishing us a lucky journey。 The horses； the men； and the sledges were white。
〃Where do all these people come from？〃 I asked as my three horses and the doctor's two moved at a walking pace out of the yard。
〃They are all his serfs；〃 said Sobol。 〃The new order has not reached him yet。 Some of the old servants are living out their lives with him； and then there are orphans of all sorts who have nowhere to go； there are some； too； who insist on living there； there's no turning them out。 A queer old man！〃
Again the flying horses； the strange voice of drunken Nikanor； the wind and the persistent snow； which got into one's eyes； one's mouth； and every fold of one's fur coat。 。 。 。
〃Well； I am running a rig；〃 I thought； while my bells chimed in with the doctor's； the wind whistled； the coachmen shouted； and while this frantic uproar was going on； I recalled all the details of that strange wild day； unique in my life； and it seemed to me that I really had gone out of my mind or become a different man。 It was as though the man I had been till that day were already a stranger to me。
The doctor drove behind and kept talking loudly with his coachman。 From time to time he overtook me； drove side by side； and always； with the same naive confidence that it was very pleasant to me； offered me a ci garette or asked for the matches。 Or； overtaking me； he would lean right out of his sledge； and waving about the sleeves of his fur coat； which were at least twice as long as his arms； shout：
〃Go it； Vaska！ Beat the thousand roublers！ Hey； my kittens！〃
And to the accompaniment of loud； malicious laughter from Sobol and his Vaska the doctor's kittens raced ahead。 My Nikanor took it as an affront； and held in his three horses； but when the doctor's bells had passed out of hearing； he raised his elbows； shouted； and our horses flew like mad in pursuit。 We drove into a village； there were glimpses of lights； the silhouettes of huts。 Some one shouted：
〃Ah； the devils！〃 We seemed to have galloped a mile and a half； and still it was the village street and there seemed no end to it。 When we caught up the doctor and drove more quietly； he asked for matches and said：
〃Now try and feed that street！ And； you know； there are five streets like that； sir。 Stay； stay；〃 he shouted。 〃Turn in at the tavern！ We must get warm and let the horses rest。〃
They stopped at the tavern。
〃I have more than one village like that in my district；〃 said the doctor； opening a heavy door with a squeaky block； and ushering me in front of him。 〃If you look in broad daylight you can't see to the end of the street； and there are side…streets； too； and one can do nothing but scratch one's head。 It's hard to do anything。〃
We went into the best room where there was a strong smell of table…cloths； and at our entrance a sleepy peasant in a waistcoat and a shirt worn outside his trousers jumped up from a bench。 Sobol asked for some beer and I asked for tea。
〃It's hard to do anything；〃 said Sobol。 〃Your wife has faith； I respect he