The Torrents Of Spring

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‘I beg you, I beseech you – don’t come to see us, don’t show yourself all day to-morrow. It’s necessary, absolutely necessary for me, and then everything shall be settled. I know you will not say no, because … ‘GEMMA.’ Sanin read this note twice through. Oh, how touchingly sweet and beautiful her handwriting seemed to him! He thought a little, and turning to Emil, who, wishing to give him to understand what a discreet young person he was, was standing with his face to the wall, and scratching on it with his finger-nails, he called him aloud by name. Emil ran at once to Sanin. ‘What do you want me to do?’ ‘Listen, my young friend… ’ ‘Monsieur Dimitri,’ Emil interrupted in a plaintive voice, ‘why do you address me so formally?’ Sanin laughed. ‘Oh, very well. Listen, my dearest boy – (Emil gave a little skip of delight) – listen; there you understand, there, you will say, that everything shall be done exactly as is wished – (Emil compressed his lips and nodded solemnly) – and as for me … what are you doing tomorrow, my dear boy?’ ‘I? what am I doing? What would you like me to do?’ ‘If you can, come to me early in the morning – and we will walk about the country round Frankfort till evening… . Would you like to?’ Emil gave another little skip. ‘I say, what in the world could be jollier? Go a walk with you – why, it’s simply glorious! I’ll be sure to come!’ ‘And if they won’t let you?’ ‘They will let me!’ ‘Listen … Don’t say there that I asked you to come for the whole day.’ ‘Why should I? But I’ll get away all the same! What does it matter?’ Emil warmly kissed Sanin, and ran away. Sanin walked up and down the room a long while, and went late to bed. He gave himself up to the same delicate and sweet sensations, the same joyous thrill at facing a new life. Sanin was very glad that the idea had occurred to him to invite Emil to spend the next day with him; he was like his sister. ‘He will recall her,’ was his thought. But most of all, he marvelled how he could have been yesterday other than he was to-day. It seemed to him that he had loved Gemma for all time; and that he had loved her just as he loved her to-day. 66
XXVI At eight o’clock next morning, Emil arrived at Sanin’s hotel leading Tartaglia by a string. Had he sprung of German parentage, he could not have shown greater practicality. He had told a lie at home; he had said he was going for a walk with Sanin till lunch-time, and then going to the shop. While Sanin was dressing, Emil began to talk to him, rather hesitatingly, it is true, about Gemma, about her rupture with Herr Klüber; but Sanin preserved an austere silence in reply, and Emil, looking as though he understood why so serious a matter should not be touched on lightly, did not return to the subject, and only assumed from time to time an intense and even severe expression. After drinking coffee, the two friends set off together – on foot, of course – to Hausen, a little village lying a short distance from Frankfort, and surrounded by woods. The whole chain of the Taunus mountains could be seen clearly from there. The weather was lovely; the sunshine was bright and warm, but not blazing hot; a fresh wind rustled briskly among the green leaves; the shadows of high, round clouds glided swiftly and smoothly in small patches over the earth. The two young people soon got out of the town, and stepped out boldly and gaily along the well-kept road. They reached the woods, and wandered about there a long time; then they lunched very heartily at a country inn; then climbed on to the mountains, admired the views, rolled stones down and clapped their hands, watching the queer droll way in which the stones hopped along like rabbits, till a man passing below, unseen by them, began abusing them in a loud ringing voice. Then they lay full length on the short dry moss of yellowish-violet colour; then they drank beer at another inn; ran races, and tried for a wager which could jump farthest. They discovered an echo, and began to call to it; sang songs, hallooed, wrestled, broke up dry twigs, decked their hats with fern, and even danced. Tartaglia, as far as he could, shared in all these pastimes; he did not throw stones, it is true, but he rolled head over heels after them; he howled when they were singing, and even drank beer, though with evident aversion; he had been trained in this art by a student to whom he had once belonged. But he was not prompt in obeying Emil – not as he was with his master Pantaleone – and when Emil ordered him to ‘speak’, or to ‘sneeze’, he only wagged his tail and thrust out his tongue like a pipe. The young people talked, too. At the beginning of the walk, Sanin, as the elder, and so more reflective, turned the conversation on fate and predestination, and the nature and meaning of man’s destiny; but the 67
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The Torrents Of Spring Turgenev, Iv
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‘Years of gladness, Days of joy,
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I It was the summer of 1840. Sanin
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‘But meanwhile Emil will die!’
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‘He is saved, mother, he is alive
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Roselli pointed to his portrait, pa
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much ado and accompanying himself w
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Page 19 and 20: VIII He had not finished dressing,
Page 21 and 22: IX Emil, who had continued to stand
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Page 25 and 26: XI The bell tinkled at the outer do
Page 27 and 28: XII It appeared that Gemma was not
Page 29 and 30: carrying with him the image of the
Page 31 and 32: powerful whiff of the most refined
Page 33 and 34: mirthfulness of the company; he beg
Page 35 and 36: muttered something unintelligible,
Page 37 and 38: embarrassed by his presence - Gemma
Page 39 and 40: and all that’s left is that I am
Page 41 and 42: XVIII An hour later the waiter came
Page 43 and 44: single-triggered and not rifle-barr
Page 45 and 46: to leave off, and for the first tim
Page 47 and 48: XX It was bright starlight when he
Page 49 and 50: XXI It was quite morning when he fe
Page 51 and 52: ‘Your return,’ moaned Emil - an
Page 53 and 54: The old man looked dejectedly at hi
Page 55 and 56: arm with Baron Dönhof. And afterwa
Page 57 and 58: XXIII He slept for some hours witho
Page 59 and 60: you… .’ And Frau Lenore half ro
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Page 63 and 64: ‘Very well,’ said Gemma. ‘If
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Page 73 and 74: XXVIII Sanin walked along, at one t
Page 75 and 76: ‘But, Gemma,’ cried Sanin, ‘d
Page 77 and 78: XXIX If Gemma had announced that sh
Page 79 and 80: XXX The transition from despair to
Page 81 and 82: ‘Come, that’s nonsense, nonsens
Page 83 and 84: XXXI Sanin woke up very early. He f
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Page 91 and 92: XXXIII It takes less than an hour i
Page 93 and 94: flew up another man, also very well
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Page 101 and 102: XXXVI Long after midnight the lamp
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Page 105 and 106: XXXVII Sanin proceeded to expound h
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Page 111 and 112: XXXIX In the year 1840, the theatre
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XL The play lasted over an hour lon
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faith in its pressure. What sort of
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She seemed so happy that Sanin was
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XLII This track soon changed into a
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and plunged into a rather narrow go
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The same day, two hours later, Sani
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that smile he knows already, the sm
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probably know her husband’s addre
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We will not attempt to describe the
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continues today to seem as fresh an
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