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"
"
H
'm
!
and
instead
of
a
bad
action
,
your
excellency
has
detailed
one
of
your
noblest
deeds
,
"
said
Ferdishenko
.
"
Ferdishenko
is
'
done
.
"'
"
Dear
me
,
general
,
"
said
Nastasia
Philipovna
,
absently
,
"
I
really
never
imagined
you
had
such
a
good
heart
.
"
The
general
laughed
with
great
satisfaction
,
and
applied
himself
once
more
to
the
champagne
.
It
was
now
Totski
's
turn
,
and
his
story
was
awaited
with
great
curiosity
--
while
all
eyes
turned
on
Nastasia
Philipovna
,
as
though
anticipating
that
his
revelation
must
be
connected
somehow
with
her
.
Nastasia
,
during
the
whole
of
his
story
,
pulled
at
the
lace
trimming
of
her
sleeve
,
and
never
once
glanced
at
the
speaker
.
Totski
was
a
handsome
man
,
rather
stout
,
with
a
very
polite
and
dignified
manner
.
He
was
always
well
dressed
,
and
his
linen
was
exquisite
.
He
had
plump
white
hands
,
and
wore
a
magnificent
diamond
ring
on
one
finger
.
"
What
simplifies
the
duty
before
me
considerably
,
in
my
opinion
,
"
he
began
,
"
is
that
I
am
bound
to
recall
and
relate
the
very
worst
action
of
my
life
.
In
such
circumstances
there
can
,
of
course
,
be
no
doubt
.
One
's
conscience
very
soon
informs
one
what
is
the
proper
narrative
to
tell
.
I
admit
,
that
among
the
many
silly
and
thoughtless
actions
of
my
life
,
the
memory
of
one
comes
prominently
forward
and
reminds
me
that
it
lay
long
like
a
stone
on
my
heart
.
Some
twenty
years
since
,
I
paid
a
visit
to
Platon
Ordintzeff
at
his
country-house
.
He
had
just
been
elected
marshal
of
the
nobility
,
and
had
come
there
with
his
young
wife
for
the
winter
holidays
.
Anfisa
Alexeyevna
's
birthday
came
off
just
then
,
too
,
and
there
were
two
balls
arranged
.
At
that
time
Dumas-fils
'
beautiful
work
,
La
Dame
aux
Camélias
--
a
novel
which
I
consider
imperishable
--
had
just
come
into
fashion
.
In
the
provinces
all
the
ladies
were
in
raptures
over
it
,
those
who
had
read
it
,
at
least
.
Camellias
were
all
the
fashion
.
Everyone
inquired
for
them
,
everybody
wanted
them
;
and
a
grand
lot
of
camellias
are
to
be
got
in
a
country
town
--
as
you
all
know
--
and
two
balls
to
provide
for
!
"
Poor
Peter
Volhofskoi
was
desperately
in
love
with
Anfisa
Alexeyevna
.
I
do
n't
know
whether
there
was
anything
--
I
mean
I
do
n't
know
whether
he
could
possibly
have
indulged
in
any
hope
.
The
poor
fellow
was
beside
himself
to
get
her
a
bouquet
of
camellias
.
Countess
Sotski
and
Sophia
Bespalova
,
as
everyone
knew
,
were
coming
with
white
camellia
bouquets
.
Anfisa
wished
for
red
ones
,
for
effect
.
Well
,
her
husband
Platon
was
driven
desperate
to
find
some
.
And
the
day
before
the
ball
,
Anfisa
's
rival
snapped
up
the
only
red
camellias
to
be
had
in
the
place
,
from
under
Platon
's
nose
,
and
Platon
--
wretched
man
--
was
done
for
.
Now
if
Peter
had
only
been
able
to
step
in
at
this
moment
with
a
red
bouquet
,
his
little
hopes
might
have
made
gigantic
strides
.
A
woman
's
gratitude
under
such
circumstances
would
have
been
boundless
--
but
it
was
practically
an
impossibility
.
"
The
night
before
the
ball
I
met
Peter
,
looking
radiant
.
'
What
is
it
?
'
I
ask
.
'
I
've
found
them
,
Eureka
!
'
'
No
!
where
,
where
?
'
'
At
Ekshaisk
(
a
little
town
fifteen
miles
off
)
there
's
a
rich
old
merchant
,
who
keeps
a
lot
of
canaries
,
has
no
children
,
and
he
and
his
wife
are
devoted
to
flowers
.
He
's
got
some
camellias
.
'
'
And
what
if
he
wo
n't
let
you
have
them
?
'
'
I
'll
go
on
my
knees
and
implore
till
I
get
them
.
I
wo
n't
go
away
.
'
'
When
shall
you
start
?
'
'
Tomorrow
morning
at
five
o'clock
.
'
'
Go
on
,
'
I
said
,
'
and
good
luck
to
you
.
'
