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PART THREE CHAPTER 23<br />

Chapter 23<br />

ON Monday there was the usual sitting of the Commission of the 2nd of June.<br />

Alexey Alexandrovitch walked into the hall where the sitting was held, greeted<br />

the members and the president, as usual, and sat down in his place, putting his hand<br />

on the papers laid ready before him. Among these papers lay the necessary evidence<br />

and a rough outline of the speech he intended to make. But he did not really need<br />

these documents. He remembered every point, and did not think it necessary to go<br />

over in his memory what he would say. He knew that when the time came, and<br />

when he saw his enemy facing him, and studiously endeavoring to assume an expression<br />

of indifference, his speech would flow of itself better than he could prepare<br />

it now. He felt that the import of his speech was of such magnitude that every word<br />

of it would have weight. Meantime, as he listened to the usual report, he had the<br />

most innocent and inoffensive air. No one, looking at his white hands, with their<br />

swollen veins and long fingers, so softly stroking the edges of the white paper that<br />

lay before him, and at the air of weariness with which his head drooped on one side,<br />

would have suspected that in a few minutes a torrent of words would flow from his<br />

lips that would arouse a fearful storm, set the members shouting and attacking one<br />

another, and force the president to call for order. When the report was over, Alexey<br />

Alexandrovitch announced in his subdued, delicate voice that he had several points<br />

to bring before the meeting in regard to the Commission for the Reorganization of the<br />

Native Tribes. All attention was turned upon him. Alexey Alexandrovitch cleared<br />

his throat, and not looking at his opponent, but selecting, as he always did while<br />

he was delivering his speeches, the first person sitting opposite him, an inoffensive<br />

little old man, who never had an opinion of any sort in the Commission, began to<br />

expound his views. When he reached the point about the fundamental and radical<br />

law, his opponent jumped up and began to protest. Stremov, who was also a member<br />

of the Commission, and also stung to the quick, began defending himself, and<br />

altogether a stormy sitting followed; but Alexey Alexandrovitch triumphed, and his<br />

motion was carried, three new commissions were appointed, and the next day in a<br />

certain Petersburg circle nothing else was talked of but this sitting. Alexey Alexandrovitch’s<br />

success had been even greater than he had anticipated.<br />

Next morning, Tuesday, Alexey Alexandrovitch, on waking up, recollected with<br />

pleasure his triumph of the previous day, and he could not help smiling, though he<br />

tried to appear indifferent, when the chief secretary of his department, anxious to<br />

flatter him, informed him of the rumors that had reached him concerning what had<br />

happened in the Commission.<br />

Absorbed in business with the chief secretary, Alexey Alexandrovitch had completely<br />

forgotten that it was Tuesday, the day fixed by him for the return of <strong>Anna</strong><br />

Arkadyevna, and he was surprised and received a shock of annoyance when a servant<br />

came in to inform him of her arrival.<br />

<strong>Anna</strong> had arrived in Petersburg early in the morning; the carriage had been sent<br />

to meet her in accordance with her telegram, and so Alexey Alexandrovitch might<br />

have known of her arrival. But when she arrived, he did not meet her. She was told<br />

that he had not yet gone out, but was busy with his secretary. She sent word to her<br />

husband that she had come, went to her own room, and occupied herself in sorting<br />

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