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chance, better than he knew; and we ful”? To have stated a question acwill not discuss the tables of fresh curately, the wise will tell us, is half values that he has put forth.
way to the answer. And in his headOur task is easier. It was fully time long, irridescent style, the madman that the question should be asked of and genius, Friedrich Nietzsche, has evolution, whither, according to the stated the question of science. men of science, is it moving, and what is the law of its ascent? Is the Christian creed essential to it, or can we so read the writing in man's flesh and
THE BULLY, spirit as to conclude that "seeming" is
BY IVAN TOURGENIEFF. the only world, and adaptation to it
Translated for THE LIVING AGE by Mary J. the supreme wisdom? Nietzsche, res
Safford. olute enough to deal with his life as an
CHAPTER VII. experiment, lonely enough to have cut through the bonds of social conven
About fifteen minutes walk from the tion, and-it must be said-large- Perekatoffs' residence, on the right souled enough to despise the neutral bank of the little river, was a broad tints and makeshift compromises of a tract of level ground. This was the world bent on enjoying its music-hall "long meadow." The left bank was pleasures, has found the rhetoric completely covered with dense which, with heat and existence, de- growth of young oaks and sloped mands a reply to these questions. Had steeply down to the stream, whose surbe put them as a Christian, the men face, with the exception of some small of scientific unbelief would, doubtless, inlets haunted by wild ducks, was comnot deem them worth answering. But pletely overgrown by creeping plants. he is the least orthodox writer of the Ten minutes stroll from the river, and age. And he has paid with his intel- at the right of the long meadow, rose lect for his heterodoxy. Therefore an low hills, gleaming with varied hues,
cannot be refused to that and sparsely covered with ancient searching interrogation, “Is evolution birch-trees, hazel-nut coppices, and merely the working out of a physio- guelder roses. logical problem, or is it something in The sun had already set. In the disthe end quite different?" Will the tance a mill clapped, sometimes loudly, "children's land” be, as Zarathustra at others softly, according to the direcsaid, a world in which “there are gods tion of the wind. A number of horses but no god;" or will it be “the king- belonging to the Perekatoff estate dom of final causes,” with Reason and grazed quietly in the meadow; a shepthe Divine Law above it? Science, herd sang as he followed his flock of culture, freedom, democracy, hang timid sheep; the sheep-dogs, for amuseupon this word. The ideals of an- ment, were chasing the crows. archy-are they the conclusions of a Lutschkoff was pacing, with folded self-justified Darwinism? Or,
arms, up and down the grove. His trariwise, does the individual count horse, tied to one of the trees, had alonly as a means to an end, a wheel in ready repeatedly answered the loud the machinery which keeps the State neighing of the mares and fillies. As going; and must we all worship this usual, the captain was sullen and irri"new idol” as omnipotent? Are educa- table. Not feeling sure of Marja's love, tion so-called, and mediocrity, and he was enraged with her and himself. journalism to pull down the mighty But his excitement was even greater works of old, until healthy barbarians than his wrath. At last, stopping in sweep the decadent away? Shall we front of a large bazel-nut bush, he behold that phenomena are the sum of gan to beat off its leaves with his ridreality, and take as a principle that ing-whip. "Nothing is true; everything is law- Just at that moment he heard a slight
noise, and raising his head saw Marja encouragement. I-I-you
not standing about ten paces off. Her face angry with me?" was deeply flushed by her rapid walk. “No. What did you want to say to She wore a hat, but no gloves, and was me?" dressed in white; in her haste she had “I wanted to tell you that—that I like knotted a little shawl about her neck. you, Marja Serjevna, like you imHer eyes were fixed steadily on the mensely, and, ground, and she seemed to hesitate "I thank you," interrupted the embarabout approaching.
rassed Marja. Her heart ached with Lutschkoff,
with forced smile, anxious expectation. “Oh. look, Capawkwardly advanced.
tain Lutschkoff," she continued, "see “How happy this makes me!” he be- what a magnificent spectacle!" gan in an almost inaudible tone.
And she pointed to the meadow, “I am glad-to meet you," replied which was completely veiled by the Marja, panting for breath. “I often long shadows of evening, while above walk here in the evening-and you- them, beyond the forest, burned the
But Lutschkoff did not even under fires of sunset. stand how to spare her bashfulness, Lutschkoff secretly rejoiced that the how to enter into her innocent subter- conversation was thus given a different fuge.
turn; he murmured something about “I think, Marja Serjevna,” he fal- “beauties of nature” and stepped close tered, “you yourself were so kind- to Marja's side.
“Yes, yes,” Marja hurriedly replied. "Do you love nature?" she asked sud"You wanted to speak to me, you denly, turning her little head towards wanted
him and gazing at him with the gentle, Her voice failed.
enquiring glance that, like the silvery Lutschkoff, too, was silent. Marja tone of the voice, is peculiar to young timidly raised her eyes to his.
girls. “Pardon me," he continued, without “Nature
of course,” looking at her, “I am only a plain man stammered Lutschkoff. “Of course, and unaccustomed to make declarations it's very pleasant to take a little walk to ladies. I–I wanted to tell you—but in the evening, though, to be frank, I'm you don't seem in the mood to listen to only a soldier and don't understand me.”
Lutschkoff asserted with tolerable “You command. Well then, I will frequency that he was only a soldier. frankly own that for a long time, ever A short silence followed. Marja since the day I had the honor of making again looked towards the meadow, lyyour acquaintance
ing veiled by the dusk of evening. He hesitated. Marja waited for the "Well, what's to be the end of this?”' end of his sentence.
thought Lutschkoff. “A confounded “But I don't know why I tell you all situation! Pshaw, I must be a little this. We cannot escape our fate.” bolder. Marja Serjevna,” he said, in a “How do we know that?”.
passably firm voice. “I know!” replied Lutschkoff gloomily. Marja turned towards him. “I have long been accustomed to its “Pardon me," he continued, in an alblows."
most jesting tone, “but I should like It seemed to Marja that just at this to know what you think of me. Don't moment her companion certainly had you feel something-a certain—liking no cause to bewail the blows of fate. for me?"
“There are still kind people in the “Dear me, how clumsy he is!” thought world,” she remarked, smiling, “nay, I Marja. “You know, Captain Lutschmight say, too kind
koff,” she answered, smiling, “that it is "I understand, Marja Serjevna, and not always easy to give a plain ques. believe me, I know how to prize your tion a direct answer.”
against a birch-tree. Lutschkoff was “What do you think?"
greatly confused. “Pardon me, I should like to "Pardon me,” he murmured, approachknow
ing her, “I really did not suppose“But, is it true that you are such a Marja gazed silently at him with terrible duellist? Tell me, is it true?” dilated eyes. A disagreeable smile was asked Marja, with timid curiosity. hovering around his lips. "They say you have already killed more “What do you fear?” he continued. than one man.”
“Is there anything extraordinary in “That has happened to me,” replied that? Is not everything between us Lutschkoff carelessly, stroking his already-in a certain sense-settled ?” moustache.
Marja was still mute. Marja gazed intently at him.
“Come, that's enough! What is the "With this hand,' she whispered.
of all this folly? It's surely Meantime his blood had warmed. He only-" had already been with a beautiful And Lutschkoff stretched his hand young girl more than fifteen minutes. towards her.
“Marja Serjevna,” he said suddenly, Marja suddenly remembered Kister's in a strangely sharp voice, "you are warning. “Take care!” he had said; aware of my feelings and know why I she almost fainted from fright, and bewished to speak to you—you were so gan to call as loud as she could :kind, and—tell me what I may venture “Tanjuscha! Tanjuscha!" to hope
The fat, sturdy form of her maid Marja was twisting a fie'd-pink be- emerged from the hazel-nut bush. tween her fingers. She glanced askance Lutschkoff was fairly frantic. at Lutschkoff, blushed and smiling an- Soothed by her maid's presence, Marja swered:
did not stir from the spot. But the “Why, what are you saying?"
bully trembled with rage; his eyes Lutschkoff seized her hand.
flashed, he clenched his fists, and burst “So you love me!” he cried.
into a convulsive laugh. An icy thrill of terror ran through "Bravo, bravo!” he cried, “very clever Marja's limbs. She had not meant to I must say." acknowledge love to him, she did not Marja seemed turned to stone. exactly know herself whether she really "I see you overlooked no measure of did love him, and now he had antici- precaution, Marja Serjevna! Yes, yes, pated her, wished to extort a confession caution can never do harm. Young -he could not understand her at all. ladies of the present day are far more This thought darted like lightning cunning than the old ones. fine love, through Marja's brain. She had not in truth!” expected so speedy a solution. Like a “I don't know who has given you the curious girl she had asked herself all right to speak to me of love, Captain day long: “Does he love me or does he Lutschkoff.” not?” She had imagined a pleasant “Who! You yourself!” he cried. walk in the gloaming, tender, yet sensi. “This grows better and better." ble conversation, and in fancy bad He felt that he had utterly lost his coquetted with the fierce officer, tamed cause; but he could no longer control him, and at parting permitted him to himself. respectfully kiss her hand. And in. "I have acted imprudently," Marja stead-instead of this innocent, child- continued. “I granted your request in like sport, she suddenly felt his rough the hope that I could rely upon your moustache on her cheek.
delicatesse—but you don't understand “We will be happy," he whispered, French-upon your delicacy of feel“there is but one bliss on earth.”
ingMarja drew back in terror. Pale and Lutschkoff turned pale. Marja had trembling from head to foot, she leaned touched him in the most sensitive spot.
"I may not understand French; but must speak to you—I positively must. I comprehend that you have chosen to Come to us to-day, if possible. Don't make sport of me
refuse my request; I entreat you in the “Not at all, Captain Lutschkoff-nay, name of our old friendship. If you I even pity you."
knew-but you will learn all. Hoping "Don't talk to me of your pity, I beg!" to see you soon,
Marja. he answered furiously, “I would like to
"P.S. You must come to-day without be spared that!"
fail.” “Captain Lutschkoff!"
“Shall I give the messenger a dram of “Oh, don't try those princess airs! It's a waste of trouble. You won't
brandy?” frighten me with them.”
Kister stared wonderingly at his serMarja retreated a few steps, turned
vant and, without answering, went out
of the room. swiftly, and walked away. “Shan't I send your friend, your
“My master said I was to give you a sentimental shepherd, to you?” Lutsch-dram, and at the same time I'll take one koff called after her. He had com
myself,” remarked the man. pletely lost his self-control. “Isn't it
CHAPTER VIII. this friend, wboMarja did not answer; hastily, yet
When Kister entered the drawingjoyously, she hurried homeward. Spite room Marja rushed towards him with of her alarm and excitement she felt such a radiant, grateful face, and relieved. It seemed as if she had just pressed his hand so warmly that the waked from a troubled dream, emerged young officer's heart swelled with joy. from a dark room into the fresh, sunny Yet she instantly left the room without air.
saying a word. Lutschkoff glared around him as if
Perekatoff was sitting on the sofa, bereft of his senses, broke a young tree playing patience. The conversation bein his speechless rage, swung nimself gan and the host, with his customary on his horse, drove the spurs furiously tact, had scarcely introduced the subinto its flanks, and abused the luckless ject of his dog, and commenced to boast animal so pitilessly that, after going of the animal's talents, when Marja eight versts in fifteen minutes, it almos. again entered. She had put on a gay died during the night.
silk sash-remembering that Kister had
once said it was particularly becoming Kister waited yainly for Lutschkoff to her. until midnight. Early the next morning
Soon after Nenila came in; she rehe went to his quarters, but the servant ceived her guest to-day with special said that his master was still asleep and cordiality. had ordered him to admit no one.
At dinner they all laughed and jested “Not even me?”
with perfect unconstraint; even Pere“Not even you.”
katoff grew animated and related one Kister, tortured by anxiety, walked of the gayest incidents of his youth. up and down the street several times While doing so, however, like the and then went home.
ostrich, he cautiously kept his head His servant handed him a letter. averted from his wife. “From whom?"
“We will take a walk," Marja said to From the Perekatoffs."
Kister after dinner, in the coaxing tone The cornet's hands trembled.
which renders opposition impossible. “They sent their compliments to you “I must talk with you about something and requested an answer. Shall I give very, very important,” she added with the messenger a dram of brandy?" gracious solemnity, as she drew on her
Kister slowly opened the note and Swedish gloves. “Will you go with us, read the following lines:
mamma?” “Dear, kind Fedor Fedorovitsch! I "No," replied Nenila.
“But we're not going into the park." catcsse. I say it to you in French; for "Where do you mean to walk ?" surely you understand French."
"To the little grove by the long Kister understood French, but he did meadow."
not understand Marja. "Then take Tanjuscha."
“Oh, pluck that flower for me the one “Tanjuscha! Tanjuscha!" called yonder-how beautiful!” Marja, in her clear voice, gliding out of Marja gazed at it with great pleasure. the room as lightly as a bird.
Suddenly she hastily drew her hand Fifteen minutes after Marja and from his arm, and with a timid smile Kister were on their way to the long cautiously began to pull the slender meadow. As they passed the pasture stem through the button hole of his where the cattle were grazing, the overcoat. While thus employed, ber young girl fed her pet cow with bread, dainty fingers almost touched his lips. stroked her head, and bade Kister pat Kister's eyes rested on the fingers, then her gently on the back.
on her face. Marja bent her little head Marja was in an unusually lively as if to say: "You may.” mood and talked continually. Kister Kister stooped and kissed her fingerentered into all she said with p’easure, tips. though he waited with great impatience Meantime they had approached the for the communications she was to well-known grove. Marja suddenly make. Tanjuscha followed the pair at grew thoughtful and at last silent. a respectful distance, but from time to They went to the very spot where time cast a sly glance at her young mis- Lutschkoff had waited for her. The tress.
trampled grass had not yet sprung up “You are not angry with me, Fedor again; the little broken tree had already Fedorovitsch?" asked Marja.
begun to wither, the leaves had rolled “With you, Marja Serjevna? Why themselves up into cylinders and comshould I be?"
menced to dry. "Day before yesterday-do you re
Marja's eyes wandered
scene, then she turned abruptly to “You were
a little out of humor. Kister. That was all!"
“Do you know why I brought you “Why do you keep so far away from
here?” me? Give me your arm. There. You
"No." were not exactly in tune either."
"No! Why don't you mention your “That is true."
friend Lutschkoff to-day? Formerly “But I'm in the best possible temper
you could never weary of praising to-day, am I not?"
him." “Yes, it really seems as if to-day
Kister gazed silently into vacancy. “And do you know why? Because,”
“Do you know," Marja continued Marja shook her head gravely. "Well,
with effort, “that I had-an appointI know why-because you are with me,”
ment-here-with him-yesterday?" she added, without glancing at Kister.
"I knew that," he replied, in a hollow Kister gently pressed her hand. "Why don't you question me at all?" tone.
“You knew it! Ah! Now I underMarja continued in a low tone. "On what subject ?”
stand why day before yesterday, you “Oh, don't dissemble after
Captain Lutschkoff evidently hasmy
tened to boast of his conquest." letter."
Kister tried to answer. “I expected that you—" “You shall hear why I am so gay in
"Don't speak, don't make any reply. your society," she eagerly interrupted; I know he is your friend, you might be "it is because you are so good, so re- capable of defending him. You knew. fined; because it would be imposible for Fedor, that I— Then why didn't you you-parce que vous avez de la deli- keep me from committing such a folly?