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@@ -503,7 +503,7 @@ the Venetian School. Beethoven, Bach, Leonardo da Vinci, and so forth.”
pedants the Mezdrovs must be! Do you never get tired of running about
from house to house?”
-“Tired? Why should I? Every morning like to go out and learn the news,
+“Tired? Why should I? Every morning I like to go out and learn the news,
thank God, my official duties never require my actual presence, save
twice a week, when they consist of lunching with and doing the civil to
the General. * After that I proceed to call upon any people upon whom
@@ -1219,7 +1219,7 @@ the armchair, relapsed into a state of meditative lethargy.
IV
-Zakhar, after closing the dour successively behind Tarantiev and
+Zakhar, after closing the door successively behind Tarantiev and
Alexiev, stood expecting to receive a summons from his master, inasmuch
as he had overheard the fact that the latter had undertaken to write a
letter. But in Oblomov’s study all remained silent as the tomb. Zakhar
@@ -1573,7 +1573,7 @@ approaching weather of autumn. Also the hills of that spot were no
more than reduced models of the terrible mountains which, in other
localities, rear themselves to affright the imagination. Rather, they
resembled the gentle slopes down which one may roll in sport, or where
-one may sit and gaze dreamily at the declining sun Below them, toying
+one may sit and gaze dreamily at the declining sun. Below them, toying
and frisking, ran a stream. In one place it discharged itself into a
broad pool, in another it hurried along in a narrow thread, in a third
it slackened its pace to a sudden mood of reverie, and, barely gliding
@@ -1653,17 +1653,17 @@ short, over the fields and around the village wander only lowing cattle,
bleating sheep, and cackling poultry.
Yet none but God knows whether a poet or a visionary would find
-himself satisfied with the natural features of this peaceful spot. Such
-gentlemen, we know, love to gaze upon the moon, and to listen to.
+himself satisfied with the natural features of this peaceful spot.
+Such gentlemen, we know, love to gaze upon the moon, and to listen to
the strains of nightingales; they love to see Luna clothe herself in
coquettish, aureate cloud, and then glide mysteriously through the
boughs of trees, and send forth clusters of silver beams to delight the
eyes of her worshippers’! But in this country of Oblomov’s dream no one
knows such a moon; there Luna’s features, as she looks down upon the
villages and the fields, resembles, rather, a polished, cheery copper
-basin, and in vain would the poet fasten ravished eyes upon her, for she
-would return his gaze with the same indifference as that with which a
-round-faced rustic beauty meets the eloquent, passionate glances of a
+basin, and in vain would the poet fasten ravished eyes upon her, for
+she would return his gaze with the same indifference as that with which
+a round-faced rustic beauty meets the eloquent, passionate glances of a
town gallant.
Nor has a nightingale ever been heard in that country--perchance for the
@@ -1762,7 +1762,7 @@ have their cares and weaknesses and obligations of lax-payment and fits
of laziness and lethargy; but these press upon them but lightly, and
occasion no real stirring of the blood. Indeed, during the past five
years not a single soul of that local population of hundreds has died
-either a violent death or a natural. Even should a mar or a woman
+either a violent death or a natural. Even should a man or a woman
expire of old age or a senile disease, it is not long before the rest
have got ever their astonishment at the unusual occurrence. In the same
way, after the trader Tarass had come near to steaming himself to death
@@ -2052,7 +2052,7 @@ storeroom to the kitchen with double quantities of meal and eggs, and in
the poultry-run an added amount of cackling and of bloodshed took place.
Likewise, on such days there was baked a gigantic pie, which was eaten
by the gentry on the same and the following days, and by the maids on
-the third and fourth; after which, should it survive to the fifth clay,
+the third and fourth; after which, should it survive to the fifth day,
the last stale remnants, devoid of stuffing, were given, as a special
favour, to Antip, who, crossing himself, undauntedly attacked the
rock-hard fragments--though it was in the thought that it had recently
@@ -2064,7 +2064,7 @@ All this the boy noted with his childish, ever-watchful mind. He
perceived that, after mornings thus usefully and busily spent, there
ensued noon and dinner. On the present occasion noontide was sultry, and
not a cloud was in the sky. Indeed, the sun seemed to be standing still
-to scorch the grass, and the ah to have ceased to circulate--to be
+to scorch the grass, and the air to have ceased to circulate--to be
hanging without the slightest movement. Neither from tree nor lake could
the faintest rustle be heard, and over the village and the countryside
there hung an unbroken stillness, as though everything in them were
@@ -2208,7 +2208,7 @@ scene to become blurred in, first greyness, then a blank almost of total
obscurity. The songs of birds grew fainter, then ceased altogether, save
for one persistent singer which, as though disagreeing with its fellows,
continued to break the silence with intermittent warbling. Presently it
-too took to uttering its song at rarer intervals, ana to whistling with’
+too took to uttering its song at rarer intervals, and to whistling with’
more feeble insistence; until finally it breathed a last soft-drawn
note, gave a flutter or two which gently stirred the foliage around it,
and--fell asleep.
@@ -3216,12 +3216,12 @@ old age in the fiat of which Tarantiev had spoken. “Now or never.”
“To be or not to be.” Oblomov rose from his chair, but, failing at once
to insert his foot into a slipper, sat down again.
-Two weeks later Schtoltz departed for, England, after exacting from
+Two weeks later Schtoltz departed for England, after exacting from
Oblomov a pledge to join him later in Paris. Oblomov even went to the
length of procuring a passport, ordering an expensive travelling coat,
-and purchasing a cap. The furniture of the flat was to be removed to the
-quarters of Tarantiev’s crony in the Veaborg Quarter, and stored in the
-three rooms until its owner’s return.
+and purchasing a cap. The furniture of the flat was to be removed to
+the quarters of Tarantiev’s crony in the Veaborg Quarter, and stored in
+the three rooms until its owner’s return.
A month went by--three months; yet Oblomov still did not start.
Schtoltz, who had reached Paris long ago, continued to send him letter
@@ -3339,7 +3339,7 @@ for doing so.”
“Yes, very.”
-He looked at her. A smile wras hovering on her face, and illuminating
+He looked at her. A smile was hovering on her face, and illuminating
her eyes, and gradually spreading over her cheeks. Only her lips
remained as pressed together as usual. He lacked the spirit to continue
his lies calmly.
@@ -3375,7 +3375,7 @@ of travel.”
He glanced at her quickly. Her lips were still compressed, but the rest
of her face was smiling.
-“I must be very, careful with her,” he refleted.
+“I must be very careful with her,” he reflected.
“What _do_ you read?” she asked with seeming curiosity.
@@ -3825,7 +3825,7 @@ lime-tree, in the foliage a bird was repeating an ever-insistent note
(as though calling to its mate), and a couple of butterflies were
tumbling through the air in a giddy, fluttering, intricate movement
which resembled a waltz. Everywhere from the herbage strong scents could
-be detected arising; everywhere there could be beard a ceaseless chirping
+be detected arising; everywhere there could be heard a ceaseless chirping
and twittering.
Suddenly he saw Olga approaching. Walking very quietly, she was wiping
@@ -4034,7 +4034,7 @@ something to eat, you old fool!”
“We have not a single morsel in the house,” said Zakhar; “and also there
is nobody to cook it.” With which he withdrew.
-‘Tarantiev locked about him, and, perceiving Oblomov to be possessed
+‘Tarantiev looked about him, and, perceiving Oblomov to be possessed
both of a hat and a cap, attempted unsuccessfully to borrow the former
for the remainder of the summer, and then took his leave.
@@ -4055,7 +4055,7 @@ to Oblomovka, the building of a house, an application to the local
council, the laying out of roads, an endless transaction of business
with peasants, a number of improvements, harvests, and so forth, the
frequent spectacle of the bailiff’s anxious face, elections to the
-council of nobles, and sundry sittings on the local bench,” Somewhere
+council of nobles, and sundry sittings on the local bench.” Somewhere
he could see Olga beaming upon him, and singing _Casta Diva_, and then
giving him a hasty kiss before he went forth to work, or to the town,
or to interview the bailiff. Guests would call (a no very comforting
@@ -4195,7 +4195,7 @@ words Oblomov had darted forward.
“Who put _that_ idea into your head?” he cried in a carefully suppressed
voice.
-“The Lord bless its all and protect us!” Zakhar ejaculated, backing
+“The Lord bless us all and protect us!” Zakhar ejaculated, backing
towards the door. “Who told me about it? Why, the Ilyinskis’ servants,
this very summer.”
@@ -4489,7 +4489,7 @@ after a while her mind passed from fierceness to a thought which chilled
it like ice.
“He is sick,” was that thought. “He is lonely and ill, and unable even
-to write.” So much did the idea gam upon her that she passed a sleepless
+to write.” So much did the idea gain upon her that she passed a sleepless
night, and rose pale, quiet, and determined. The same morning--it was
Monday--the landlady informed Oblomov that a visitor desired to see him.
@@ -4503,7 +4503,7 @@ come you to be here?” he asked.
to her.” There was no help for it, so he went out, and found Olga alone.
“Are you quite well?” she exclaimed. “What has been the matter with
-you?” With that they entered his: study.
+you?” With that they entered his study.
“I am better now--the sore throat is almost gone,” he replied; and as he
spoke he touched the part mentioned, and coughed slightly.
@@ -4839,7 +4839,7 @@ propose one or another dish for his delectation; also her children would
come running to and fro through his rooms. To the landlady he returned
kindly, indifferent answers, and to the youngsters he gave lessons
in reading and waiting, while smiling wearily, involuntarily at their
-playfulness. Little by little he regained his firmer mode of life.
+playfulness. Little by little he regained his former mode of life.
One day Schtoltz walked into his room.
@@ -4905,15 +4905,15 @@ give you her greeting. Also, she wanted to write to you, but I dissuaded
her on the ground that it would only cause you pain.”
“Thank God for that!” cried Oblomov, almost with tears of joy. “Oh, I am
-so glad, Schtollz! Pray let me embrace you, and then let us drink to her
+so glad, Schtoltz! Pray let me embrace you, and then let us drink to her
happiness!”
-“But why are you hidden away in this corner?” asked Sehtoltz after a
+“But why are you hidden away in this corner?” asked Schtoltz after a
pause.
“Because it is quiet here--there is no one to disturb me.”
-“I suppose so,” retorted Sehtoltz. “In fact, you have here--well,
+“I suppose so,” retorted Schtoltz. “In fact, you have here--well,
Oblomovka over again, only worse.” He glanced about him. “And how are
you now?”
@@ -4943,7 +4943,7 @@ visit in the country.”
“Even at this moment I--I----” He pointed to his heart.
-“What does it contain?” asked Sehtoltz. “Love?”
+“What does it contain?” asked Schtoltz. “Love?”
“No, shame and sorrow. Ah, life, life!”
@@ -5086,7 +5086,7 @@ read the statements of accounts which I have sent you?”
Oblomov remained silent.
-“What? You have _not_ read them?” exclaimed Schtollz, aghast. “Then
+“What? You have _not_ read them?” exclaimed Schtoltz, aghast. “Then
where are they?”
“I do not know. Wait a little, and I will look for them after dinner.”
@@ -5159,7 +5159,7 @@ her recovery after the birth of a child had been slow.
passed her life in admiring review than she would find herself relapsing
into a meditative mood. What a curious person she was!--a person who,
in proportion as her felicity became more, complete, plunged ever deeper
-and deeper into a brooding over the past! Delving mto the recesses of
+and deeper into a brooding over the past! Delving into the recesses of
her own mind, she began to realize that this peaceful existence, this
halting at various stages of felicity, annoyed her. However, with
an effort of will she shook her soul clear of this despondency, and
@@ -5174,7 +5174,7 @@ lest she should fall ill of the disease, the apathetic malady, of
Oblomovka. Yet, for all her efforts to slough these phases of torpor and
of spiritual coma, a dream of happiness other than the present used to
steal upon her, and wrap her in a haze of inertia, and cause her whole
-being to halt, as for a rest from the exertions of lire. Again, to
+being to halt, as for a rest from the exertions of life. Again, to
this mood there would succeed a phase of torture and weariness and
apprehension--a phase of dull sorrowfulness which kept asking itself
dim, indefinite questions and ceaselessly pondering upon them. And as
@@ -5324,7 +5324,7 @@ She pressed herself closer with a timid caress, as though she were
asking pardon for what she termed her “folly.” He questioned her as
to her symptoms as a physician might have done, and, in return, she
described to him her dull self-interrogations, her confusion of soul.
-Meanwhile Schtollz paced the avenue with his head on his breast and
+Meanwhile Schtoltz paced the avenue with his head on his breast and
his mind filled with doubt and anxiety--anxiety at the fact that he so
little understood his wife. At length she, in her turn, drew him into
the light of the moon, and gazed inquiringly into his eyes.
@@ -5403,7 +5403,7 @@ nor is my life monotonous. What more, then, is there for me to have?
What do these questionings portend? They harass me like a sickness.”
“They are a spur to encourage a weak, groping intellect which has lacked
-full preparation. True, such depression and selfquestionings have
+full preparation. True, such depression and self-questionings have
caused many to lose their senses; but to others they seem mere formless
visions, a mere fever of the brain.”
@@ -5482,7 +5482,7 @@ sorrows and travail; and, together, they will force you to look beyond
the questions of which you have spoken, and therefore you must husband
your strength.”
-Schtoitz uttered these words softly, and almost as though he were
+Schtoltz uttered these words softly, and almost as though he were
speaking to himself. And in the words was a note of despondency which
seemed to say that already he could see approaching her “sorrows” and
“travail.”
@@ -5500,7 +5500,7 @@ revealed to her a sphere of life that was no longer to be bright and
leisured and protected, that was no longer to be passed amid plenty,
that was no longer to be spent alone with him. In that sphere she could
descry only a long sequence of losses and privations, with copious
-tears, strict asceticism, involuntary, renunciation of whims born of
+tears, strict asceticism, involuntary renunciation of whims born of
hours of ease, and new and unwonted sensations which should call forth
from her cries of pain and disappointment. Yes, in that vision she saw
before her only sickness, material ruin, the loss of her husband, and...
@@ -5611,13 +5611,13 @@ which I cherish for Oblomov. Once known, his personality is an entity
for which one’s love could never die.... Is that so? Have I divined
aright?”
-She said nothing: her eyes were fixed intently upon her work. Ar length
+She said nothing: her eyes were fixed intently upon her work. At length
she arose, ran to her husband, gazed into his eyes for a moment as she
embraced him, and let her head sink forward upon his shoulder. During
those few moments there had arisen to her memory Oblomov’s kindly,
pensive face, his tender, deprecating gaze, and the shy, wistful smile
-with which, at their last parting, he had met her reproaches. As she saw
-those things her heart ached with pity.
+with which, at their last parting, he had met her reproaches. As she
+saw those things her heart ached with pity.
“You will never abandon him--you will never let him leave your sight?”
she asked with her arms around her husband’s neck.
@@ -5691,7 +5691,7 @@ nook was Zakhar’s den. Lacking a window, it was so constantly plunged
in darkness that its resemblance to a lair rather than to a human
habitation was rendered the more complete. Whenever Zakhar surprised in
his den the mistress of the house (come thither to plan a cleaning or
-various improvements) he explained to her, in forcible tenns, that it
+various improvements) he explained to her, in forcible terms, that it
was not a woman’s business to sweep out a place where faggots, blacking,
and boots ought to lie, and that it mattered not a jot that clothes
should be tossed in a heap on the floor, or that the bed in the stove
@@ -5721,7 +5721,7 @@ In the other rooms of the house, however, everything looked bright and
clean and fresh. The old stuff curtains had disappeared, and the doors
and windows of the drawing-room and the study were hung with blue and
green drapery and muslin curtains--the work of Agafia Matvievna’s own
-hands. Indeed, for days at a time Oblomov, prone upon his sola, had
+hands. Indeed, for days at a time Oblomov, prone upon his sofa, had
watched her bare elbows flicker to and fro as she plied needle and
thread; nor had he once gone to sleep to the sound of thread being
alternately inserted and bitten off, as had been his custom in the old
@@ -5775,7 +5775,7 @@ to a certain extent, of period). Here, as at Oblomovka, he had succeeded
in escaping life, in driving a bargain with it, and ensuring to himself
an inviolable seclusion. Inwardly he congratulated himself on having
left behind him the irksome, irritating demands and menaces cf mundane
-existence--on having placed a great distance Between himself and the
+existence--on having placed a great distance between himself and the
horizon where there may be seen flashing the lightning-bolts of keen
pleasure, and whence come the thunderpeals of sudden affliction, and
where flicker the false hopes and the splendid visions of average
@@ -5958,7 +5958,7 @@ Andriusha from the floor, and gently seated him upon the sofa by
Oblomov’s side; whereupon the child wriggled towards him, climbed his
form until he had reached his face, and grasped him firmly by the nose.
-“Hi! Hullo I Who is that?” cried Oblomov uneasily as he opened his eyes.
+“Hi! Hullo! Who is that?” cried Oblomov uneasily as he opened his eyes.
“You had gone to sleep, so Andriusha climbed on to the sofa and awoke
you,” replied the landlady kindly.
@@ -6079,7 +6079,7 @@ as he spoke. “Why have you not moved?”
“Because I _am_ sure.”
-Again Schtoitz eyed him closely, then became thoughtful, and started to
+Again Schtoltz eyed him closely, then became thoughtful, and started to
pace the room.
“And what of Olga Sergievna?” was Oblomov’s next question. “Where is
@@ -6127,7 +6127,7 @@ Schtoltz gazed at his friend in astonishment, but Oblomov returned the
gaze with quiet resolution on his features.
“Remain here, and you are lost,” said Schtoltz. “This house, that woman,
-this way of living?--I tell you the thing cannot be Let us go.”
+this way of living?--I tell you the thing cannot be. Let us go.”
He caught Oblomov by the sleeve, and started to drag him towards the
door.
@@ -6202,7 +6202,7 @@ from Oblomov’s embrace in order the better to look him in the face.
“Yes,” whispered Oblomov.
-Schtoltz stepped, back a pace or two.
+Schtoltz stepped back a pace or two.
“Can this really be you, Ilya?” he exclaimed reproachfully. “Do you
really reject me in favour of that woman, of that landlady of yours?”
@@ -6249,7 +6249,7 @@ have a railway-station, and that your peasantry are clearing away the
rubbish there, and that before long an iron road will be carrying your
grain to the wharves, and that already local schools have been built.
Such a dawn of good fortune would merely affright you; it would merely
-cause you: unaccustomed eyes to smart. Yet along the road which you
+cause your unaccustomed eyes to smart. Yet along the road which you
could not tread I will lead your little Andrei; and with him I will put
into practice those theories whereof you and I used to dream in the days
of our youth. Farewell, Oblomovka of the past! You have outlived your
@@ -6258,7 +6258,7 @@ establishment.
“What do you say?” asked Olga with a beating heart.
-“Nothing,” Schtollz answered dryly and abruptly.
+“Nothing,” Schtoltz answered dryly and abruptly.
“Is he alive and well?”
@@ -6488,7 +6488,7 @@ after kiss upon the skirt of his coat.
“The Lord Himself has permitted a poor lost wretch to see a joyful day!”
he said, half-laughing, half-crying. Over his face, and particularly
-over his rose, there had spread a purplish tinge, while his head was
+over his nose, there had spread a purplish tinge, while his head was
almost completely bald, and his whiskers, though still long, looked so
matted and entangled as to resemble pieces of felt wherein snowballs
have been wrapped. As for his clothing, it consisted of an old, faded