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1. Dostoevsky. The Insulted and Injured (English. Униженные и оскорбленные). Part II. Chapter VII
Входимость: 4. Размер: 15кб.
2. Dostoevsky. Los hermanos Karamazov (Spanish. Братья Карамазовы). Primera parte. Libro III. Los sensuales. Capítulo II. Isabel Smerdiachtchaia
Входимость: 2. Размер: 12кб.
3. Dostoevsky. The Brothers Karamazov (English. Братья Карамазовы). Part I. Book III. The Sensualists. Chapter 2. Lizaveta
Входимость: 2. Размер: 10кб.

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1. Dostoevsky. The Insulted and Injured (English. Униженные и оскорбленные). Part II. Chapter VII
Входимость: 4. Размер: 15кб.
Часть текста: pillow under his head. He was sleeping very lightly. As soon as we went in he called me by my name. "Ah, that was you? I was expecting you. I was just dreaming you'd come in and wake me. So it's time. Come along." "Where are we going? "To see a lady." "What lady? Why?" "Mme. Bubnov, to pay her out. Isn't she a beauty?" he drawled, turning to Alexandra Semyonovna, and he positively kissed his finger-tips at the thought of Mme. Bubnov. "Get along, you're making it up!" said Alexandra Semyon- ovna, feeling it incumbent on her to make a show of anger. "Don't you know her? Let me introduce you, old man. Here, Alexandra Semyonovna, let me present to you a literary general; it's only once a year he's on view for nothing, at other times you have to pay." "Here he is up to his nonsense again! Don't you listen to him; he's always laughing at me. How can this gentleman be a general!" "That's just what I tell you,...
2. Dostoevsky. Los hermanos Karamazov (Spanish. Братья Карамазовы). Primera parte. Libro III. Los sensuales. Capítulo II. Isabel Smerdiachtchaia
Входимость: 2. Размер: 12кб.
Часть текста: II ISABEL SMERDIACHTCHAIA Había en todo esto algo especial que impresionó profundamente a Grigori y acabó de confirmarle una sospecha repugnante que había concebido. Isabel era una muchacha bajita, de apenas un metro cuarenta de talla, como recordaban enternecidas, después de su muerte, las viejas de buen corazón de la localidad. Su rostro de veinte años, ancho, rojo y sano, tenía la expresión de la idiotez y una mirada fija y desagradable, aunque plácida. Tanto en verano como en invierno, iba siempre descalza y sólo llevaba sobre su cuerpo una camisa de cáñamo. Sus cabellos, extraordinariamente espesos y rizados como la lana de las ovejas, daban sobre su cabeza la impresión de un gorro. Generalmente estaban llenos de tierra y mezclados con hojas, ramitas y virutas, pues Isabel dormía siempre en el suelo, y a veces sobre el barro. Su padre, Ilia, hombre sin domicilio, viejo, pobre y dominado por la bebida, trabajaba como peón desde hacía mucho tiempo en la propiedad de unos burgueses. de la población. Su madre había muerto hacia ya muchos años, Siempre enfermo y amargado, Ilia vapuleaba sin piedad a su hila cada vez que aparecía en la casa. Pero Isabel iba pocas veces, ya que en cualquier hogar de la población la socorrían al ver que era una enferma mental que no tenia más ayuda que la de Dios. Los amos de Ilia y otras muchas personas caritativas, comerciantes especialmente, habían intentado repetidas veces vestir a Isabel con...
3. Dostoevsky. The Brothers Karamazov (English. Братья Карамазовы). Part I. Book III. The Sensualists. Chapter 2. Lizaveta
Входимость: 2. Размер: 10кб.
Часть текста: She wandered about, summer and winter alike, barefooted, wearing nothing but a hempen smock. Her coarse, almost black hair curled like lamb's wool, and formed a sort of huge cap on her head. It was always crusted with mud, and had leaves; bits of stick, and shavings clinging to it, as she always slept on the ground and in the dirt. Her father, a homeless, sickly drunkard, called Ilya, had lost everything and lived many years as a workman with some well-to-do tradespeople. Her mother had long been dead. Spiteful and diseased, Ilya used to beat Lizaveta inhumanly whenever she returned to him. But she rarely did so, for everyone in the town was ready to look after her as being an idiot, and so specially dear to God. Ilya's employers, and many others in the town, especially of the tradespeople, tried to clothe her better, and always rigged her out with high boots and sheepskin coat for the winter. But, although she allowed them to dress her up without resisting, she usually went away, preferably to the cathedral porch, and taking off all that had been given her -- kerchief, sheepskin, skirt or boots -- she left them there and walked away barefoot in her smock as before. It happened on one occasion that a new governor of the province, making a tour of inspection in our town, saw Lizaveta, and was wounded in his tenderest susceptibilities. And though he was told she was an idiot, he pronounced that for a young woman of twenty to wander about in nothing but a smock was a breach of the proprieties, and must not occur again. But the governor went his way, and Lizaveta was left as she was. At last her father died, which made her even more acceptable in the eyes of the religious persons of the town, as an orphan. In fact, everyone seemed to like her; even the boys...