Ivan Turgenev

Ivan Turgenev

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Portrait of Ivan Turgenev Ivan Turgenev On the Eve — VIII

Uvar Ivanovitch was sitting in an easy chair by the window, breathing heavily; Nikolai Artemyevitch was pacing with long strides up and down the room, his hands thrust into his pockets; his face expressed dissatisfaction.
He stood still at last and shook his head. 'Yes;' he began, 'in our day young men were brought up differently. Young men did not permit themselves to be lacking in respect to their elders.
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Portrait of Ivan Turgenev Ivan Turgenev On the Eve — VIII

When one's been away an age, and comes home hoping for rest—talk of the family circle, interieur, being a family man—and here one finds scenes and unpleasantnesses. There's not a minute of peace. One's positively driven to the club ... or, or elsewhere. A man is alive, he has a physical side, and it has its claims, but here——'
And without concluding his sentence Nikolai Artemyevitch went quickly out, slamming the door.
Anna Vassilyevna looked after him.
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