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“
I
congratulate
you
,
”
she
said
to
him
,
her
eyes
on
his
ribbon
.
Suppressing
a
smile
of
pleasure
,
he
shrugged
his
shoulders
,
closing
his
eyes
,
as
though
to
say
that
that
could
not
be
a
source
of
joy
to
him
.
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
was
very
well
aware
that
it
was
one
of
his
chief
sources
of
satisfaction
,
though
he
never
admitted
it
.
“
How
is
our
angel
?
”
said
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
,
meaning
Seryozha
.
“
I
can
’
t
say
I
was
quite
pleased
with
him
,
”
said
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
,
raising
his
eyebrows
and
opening
his
eyes
.
“
And
Sitnikov
is
not
satisfied
with
him
.
”
(
Sitnikov
was
the
tutor
to
whom
Seryozha
’
s
secular
education
had
been
intrusted
.
)
“
As
I
have
mentioned
to
you
,
there
’
s
a
sort
of
coldness
in
him
towards
the
most
important
questions
which
ought
to
touch
the
heart
of
every
man
and
every
child
.
.
.
.
”
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
began
expounding
his
views
on
the
sole
question
that
interested
him
besides
the
service
—
the
education
of
his
son
.
When
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
with
Lidia
Ivanovna
’
s
help
had
been
brought
back
anew
to
life
and
activity
,
he
felt
it
his
duty
to
undertake
the
education
of
the
son
left
on
his
hands
.
Having
never
before
taken
any
interest
in
educational
questions
,
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
devoted
some
time
to
the
theoretical
study
of
the
subject
.
After
reading
several
books
on
anthropology
,
education
,
and
didactics
,
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
drew
up
a
plan
of
education
,
and
engaging
the
best
tutor
in
Petersburg
to
superintend
it
,
he
set
to
work
,
and
the
subject
continually
absorbed
him
.
“
Yes
,
but
the
heart
.
I
see
in
him
his
father
’
s
heart
,
and
with
such
a
heart
a
child
cannot
go
far
wrong
,
”
said
Lidia
Ivanovna
with
enthusiasm
.
“
Yes
,
perhaps
.
.
.
.
As
for
me
,
I
do
my
duty
.
It
’
s
all
I
can
do
.
”
“
You
’
re
coming
to
me
,
”
said
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
,
after
a
pause
;
“
we
have
to
speak
of
a
subject
painful
for
you
.
I
would
give
anything
to
have
spared
you
certain
memories
,
but
others
are
not
of
the
same
mind
.
I
have
received
a
letter
from
her
.
She
is
here
in
Petersburg
.
”
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
shuddered
at
the
allusion
to
his
wife
,
but
immediately
his
face
assumed
the
deathlike
rigidity
which
expressed
utter
helplessness
in
the
matter
.
