第11章TheDeathofaGoverClerk
AntonChekhov
Onefineevening,anolessficlerkcalledIvanDmitritchTchervyakovwassittinginthesedrowofthestalls,gazingthroughanlassattheClochesdeeville。Hegazedaheacmeofbliss。Butsuddenly。。。Instoriesoswiththis"Butsuddenly"。Theauthht:lifeissofullofsurprises!Butsuddenlyhisfacepuckeredup,hiseyesdisappeared,hisbreathingwasarrested。。。hetookthelassfromhiseyes,bentoverand。。。"Aptchee!!!"hesneezedasyouperceive。Itisnotreprehensibleforaosneezeassneezeandsodopolites,aimesevenprivyechervyakovwasfused,hewipedhisfacewithhishandkerdlikeapolitemaoseewhetherhehaddisturbedanyonebyhissthenhewasoverewith。Hesawthatalemansittinginfrontofhimirowofthestallswascarefullywipinghisbaldheadahhisgloveandmutteriohimself。Ileman,TchervyaknisedBrizzhalov,ageneralservimentofTransport。
"Ihavespatteredhim,"thoughtTchervyakov,"heisnottheheadofmydepartment,butstillitisawkward。Imustapologise。"
Tchervyakovgaveathiswholepersonforeredinthegeneral'sear。
"Pardon,yourExcy,Ispatteredyouatally。。。"
"Nevermind,nevermind。"
&quoodnesssakeexcuseme,I。。。Idido。""Oh,please,sitdowen!"Tbarrassed,hesmiledstupidlyaogaziage。Hegazedatitbutwasnbliss。HebegaroubledbyuheiuptoBrizzhalov,walkedbesidehim,andhisshyered:
"Ispatteredyou,yourExe。。。yousee。。。Ididn'tdoitto。。。"
"Oh,that'senough。。。I&apottenit,andyoukeeponaboutit!"saidthegeneral,movinghislowerlipimpatiently。
"Hehasfotten,butthereisafiendishlightihoughtTchervyakov,lookingsuspiciouslyatthege;Andhedoesn'twanttotalk。Ioughttoexplaintohim。。。thatIreallydidn'tiitisthelawofnatureorelsehewillthiospitonhim。Hedoesn'tthinksohi;
&ichervyakovtoldhiswifeoodmaruckhimthathiswifetooktoofrivolousaviewofthei;shewasalittlefrightewhehatBrizzhalovwasidepartment,shewasreassured。
"Still,youhadbettergoandapologise,"shesaid,"orhewillthinkyoudon'tknowhoublic。"
"That'sjustit!Ididapologise,buthetookitsomehowqueerly。。。hedidn'tsayawordofsehereos;ttimetotalkproperly。"
&chervyakovputonanewuniform,hadhishairdwenttoBrizzhalov'stoexplain;goingintothegeneral'srehesawthereaitionersandamohegeneralhimself,whowasbeginnihem。Afterquestioieneralraisedhiseyesachervyakov。
"YesterdayattheArcadia,ifyourecollect,yourExcy,"thelatterbegan,"Isneezedand。。。atallyspattered。。。Exc。。。"
"What'sbeyondanything!WhatIdoforyou,"saidthegeneraladdressiioner。
"Heeak,"thoughtTchervyakpale;"thatmeansthatheisangry。。。No,it'tbeleftlikethis。。。Iwillexplaintohim。"
&hegeneralhadfinishedhisversatioofthepetitionersandwasturningtowardshisimeookasteptowardshimandmuttered:
"YourExcy!IfIveroubleyourExcy,itissimplyfromafeelingImaysayret!。。。Itwasionalifyouwillgraciouslybelieveme。"
Thegeneralmadealachrymosefadwavedhishand。
"lymakingfunofme,sir,"hesaidasheclosedthedoorbehindhim。
"os;sthemakingfuninit?"thoughtTchervyakov,"thereisnothi!Heisagehe'tuand。IfthatishowitisIamnotgoingtoapologisetothatfanfarohedeviltakeshim。I'llwritealettertohim,butIos;tgo。ByJove,Ios;t。"
SothoughtTchervyakovashewalkedhome;hedidertothegeneral,heponderedandponderedandakeupthatletter。Hehadtogooexplaininperson。
"IveurbyourExcyyesterday,"hemuttered,wheedenquiringeyesuponhim,"nottomakefunasyouwerepleasedtosay。Iologisingfspatteredyouinsneezing。。。andIdidnotdreamofmakingfunofyou。ShouldIdaretomakefunofyou,ifweshouldtaketomakiherewouldbeforpersons,therewouldbe。。。"
"Beoff!"yelledthegeurningsuddenlypurple,andshakingallover。
"What?"askedTchervyakov,iurningnumbwithhorror。
"Beoff!"repeatedthegeamping。
&hiogivewayinTp;apos;sstomagnothihihedoor,wentouti,aaggeringalhomemeically,withouttakingoffhisuniform,helaydownonthesofaanddied。