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The
big
house
with
the
old
family
furniture
;
the
rather
dirty
,
far
from
stylish
,
but
respectful
footmen
,
unmistakably
old
house
serfs
who
had
stuck
to
their
master
;
the
stout
,
good
-
natured
wife
in
a
cap
with
lace
and
a
Turkish
shawl
,
petting
her
pretty
grandchild
,
her
daughter
’
s
daughter
;
the
young
son
,
a
sixth
form
high
school
boy
,
coming
home
from
school
,
and
greeting
his
father
,
kissing
his
big
hand
;
the
genuine
,
cordial
words
and
gestures
of
the
old
man
—
all
this
had
the
day
before
roused
an
instinctive
feeling
of
respect
and
sympathy
in
Levin
.
This
old
man
was
a
touching
and
pathetic
figure
to
Levin
now
,
and
he
longed
to
say
something
pleasant
to
him
.
“
So
you
’
re
sure
to
be
our
marshal
again
,
”
he
said
.
“
It
’
s
not
likely
,
”
said
the
marshal
,
looking
round
with
a
scared
expression
.
“
I
’
m
worn
out
,
I
’
m
old
.
If
there
are
men
younger
and
more
deserving
than
I
,
let
them
serve
.
”
And
the
marshal
disappeared
through
a
side
door
.
The
most
solemn
moment
was
at
hand
.
They
were
to
proceed
immediately
to
the
election
.
The
leaders
of
both
parties
were
reckoning
white
and
black
on
their
fingers
.
The
discussion
upon
Flerov
had
given
the
new
party
not
only
Flerov
’
s
vote
,
but
had
also
gained
time
for
them
,
so
that
they
could
send
to
fetch
three
noblemen
who
had
been
rendered
unable
to
take
part
in
the
elections
by
the
wiles
of
the
other
party
.
Two
noble
gentlemen
,
who
had
a
weakness
for
strong
drink
,
had
been
made
drunk
by
the
partisans
of
Snetkov
,
and
a
third
had
been
robbed
of
his
uniform
On
learning
this
,
the
new
party
had
made
haste
,
during
the
dispute
about
Flerov
,
to
send
some
of
their
men
in
a
sledge
to
clothe
the
stripped
gentleman
,
and
to
bring
along
one
of
the
intoxicated
to
the
meeting
.
“
I
’
ve
brought
one
,
drenched
him
with
water
,
”
said
the
landowner
,
who
had
gone
on
this
errand
,
to
Sviazhsky
.
“
He
’
s
all
right
?
he
’
ll
do
.
”
“
Not
too
drunk
,
he
won
’
t
fall
down
?
”
said
Sviazhsky
,
shaking
his
head
.
“
No
,
he
’
s
first
-
rate
.
If
only
they
don
’
t
give
him
any
more
here
.
.
.
.
I
’
ve
told
the
waiter
not
to
give
him
anything
on
any
account
.
”
