Мертвые души

Chapter 2

           

           UponthatChichikovcaughtsightofaladywhomhithertohehadoverlooked,butwho,withManilov,wasnowbowingtohiminthedoorway.Notwhollyofunpleasingexterior,shewasdressedinawell-fitting,high-neckedmorningdressofpale-colouredsilk;andasthevisitorenteredtheroomhersmallwhitehandsthrewsomethinguponthetableandclutchedherembroideredskirtbeforerisingfromthesofawhereshehadbeenseated.NotwithoutasenseofpleasuredidChichikovtakeherhandas,lispingalittle,shedeclaredthatsheandherhusbandwereequallygratifiedbyhiscoming,andthat,oflate,notadayhadpassedwithoutherhusbandrecallinghimtomind.

           “Yes,”affirmedManilov;“andeverydaySHEhassaidtoME:‘Whydoesnotyourfriendputinanappearance?’‘Waitalittledearest,’Ihavealwaysreplied.‘’Twillnotbelongnowbeforehecomes.’AndyouHAVEcome,youHAVEhonoureduswithavisit,youHAVEbestoweduponusatreatatreatdestinedtoconvertthisdayintoagaladay,atruebirthdayoftheheart.”

           Theintimationthatmattershadreachedthepointoftheoccasionbeingdestinedtoconstitutea“truebirthdayoftheheart”causedChichikovtobecomealittleconfused;whereforehemademodestreplythat,asamatteroffact,hewasneitherofdistinguishedoriginnordistinguishedrank.

           “Ah,youAREso,”interruptedManilovwithhisfixedandengagingsmile.“Youareallthat,andmore.”

           “Howlikeyouourtown?”queriedMadame.“Haveyouspentanagreeabletimeinit?”

           “Very,”repliedChichikov.

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