Dead Souls

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第9章

Dead Souls Nikolai Gogol

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  Forhispart,Chichikovwasonlytoodelightedtoresidewithapersonsoquietandagreeableashishost。Ofawanderinglifehewastemporarilyweary,andtorest,evenforamonth,insuchabeautifulspot,andinsightofgreenfieldsandtheslowfloweringofspring,waslikelytobenefithimalsofromthehygienicpointofview。And,indeed,amoredelightfulretreatinwhichtorecuperatecouldnotpossiblyhavebeenfound。Thespring,longretardedbypreviouscold,hadnowbeguninallitscomeliness,andlifewasrampant。Already,overthefirstemeraldofthegrass,thedandelionwasshowingyellow,andthered-pinkanemonewashangingitstenderhead;whilethesurfaceofeverypondwasaswarmofdancinggnatsandmidges,andthewater-spiderwasbeingjoinedintheirpursuitbybirdswhichgatheredfromeveryquartertothevantage-groundofthedryreeds。Everyspeciesofcreaturealsoseemedtobeassemblinginconcourse,andtakingstockofoneanother。Suddenlytheearthbecamepopulous,theforesthadopeneditseyes,andthemeadowswereliftinguptheirvoiceinsong。Inthesamewayhadchoraldancesbeguntobeweavedinthevillage,andeverywherethattheeyeturnedtherewasmerriment。

  Whatbrightnessinthegreenofnature,whatfreshnessintheair,whatsingingofbirdsinthegardensofthemansion,whatgeneraljoyandraptureandexaltation!Particularlyinthevillagemighttheshoutingandsinginghavebeeninhonourofawedding!

  Chichikovwalkedhither,thither,andeverywhere——apursuitforwhichtherewasamplechoiceandfacility。Atonetimehewoulddirecthisstepsalongtheedgeoftheflattableland,andcontemplatethedepthsbelow,wherestilltherelaysheetsofwaterleftbythefloodsofwinter,andwheretheisland-likepatchesofforestshowedleaflessboughs;whileatanothertimehewouldplungeintothethicketandravinecountry,wherenestsofbirdsweightedbranchesalmosttotheground,andtheskywasdarkenedwiththecriss-crossflightofcawingrooks。Again,thedrierportionsofthemeadowscouldbecrossedtotheriverwharves,whencethefirstbargeswerejustbeginningtosetforthwithpea-mealandbarleyandwheat,whileatthesametimeone\'searwouldbecaughtwiththesoundofsomemillresumingitsfunctionsasoncemorethewaterturnedthewheel。Chichikovwouldalsowalkafieldtowatchtheearlytillageoperationsoftheseason,andobservehowtheblacknessofanewfurrowwouldmakeitswayacrosstheexpanseofgreen,andhowthesower,rhythmicallystrikinghishandagainstthepannierslungacrosshisbreast,wouldscatterhisfistfulsofseedwithequaldistribution,apportioningnotagraintoomuchtoonesideortotheother。

  Infact,Chichikovwenteverywhere。Hechattedandtalked,nowwiththebailiff,nowwithapeasant,nowwithamiller,andinquiredintothemannerandnatureofeverything,andsoughtinformationastohowanestatewasmanaged,andatwhatpricecornwasselling,andwhatspeciesofgrainwasbestforspringandautumngrinding,andwhatwasthenameofeachpeasant,andwhowerehiskinsfolk,andwherehehadboughthiscow,andwhathefedhispigson。Chichikovalsomadeinquiryconcerningthenumberofpeasantswhohadlatelydied:butofthesethereappearedtobefew。AndsuddenlyhisquickeyediscernedthatTientietnikov\'sestatewasnotbeingworkedasitmighthavebeen——thatmuchneglectandlistlessnessandpilferinganddrunkennesswasabroad;andonperceivingthis,hethoughttohimself:“WhatafoolisthatTientietnikov!Tothinkoflettingapropertylikethisdecaywhenhemightbedrawingfromitanincomeoffiftythousandroublesayear!”

  Also,morethanonce,whiletakingthesewalks,ourheroponderedtheideaofhimselfbecomingalandowner——notnow,ofcourse,butlater,whenhischiefaimshouldhavebeenachieved,andhehadgotintohishandsthenecessarymeansforlivingthequietlifeoftheproprietorofanestate。Yes,andatthesetimestherewouldincludeitselfinhiscastle-buildingthefigureofayoung,fresh,fair-facedmaidenofthemercantileorotherrichgradeofsociety,awomanwhocouldbothplayandsing。HealsodreamedoflittledescendantswhoshouldperpetuatethenameofChichikov;perhapsafrolicsomelittleboyandafairyoungdaughter,orpossibly,twoboysandquitetwoorthreedaughters;sothatallshouldknowthathehadreallylivedandhadhisbeing,thathehadnotmerelyroamedtheworldlikeaspectreorashadow;sothatforhimandhisthecountryshouldneverbeputtoshame。Andfromthathewouldgoontofancythatatitleappendedtohisrankwouldnotbeabadthing——thetitleofStateCouncillor,forinstance,whichwasdeservingofallhonourandrespect。Ah,itisacommonthingforamanwhoistakingasolitarywalksotodetachhimselffromtheirksomerealitiesofthepresentthatheisabletostirandtoexciteandtoprovokehisimaginationtotheconceptionofthingsheknowscanneverreallycometopass!

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