..illegitimate....His name is Nejdanov.I will tell you all about it someday.My father did not in the least expect that sort of thing, that was why he called him Nejdanov.[The unexpected.] But he looked after him all right.Il lui a fait un sort.We make him an allowance to live on.He is not stupid.Had quite a good education, thanks to my father.But he has gone quite off the track--I think he's a republican.We refuse to have anything to do with him.Il est impossible.Goodbye, I see my carriage is waiting."The prince separated.
The next day Sipiagin noticed Nejdanov's advertisement in the paper and went to see him.
"My name is Sipiagin," he repeated, as he sat in front of Nejdanov, surveying him with a dignified air."I see by your advertisement that you are looking for a post, and I should like to know if you would be willing to come to me.I am married and have a boy of eight, a very intelligent child, I may say.We usually spend the summer and autumn in the country, in the province of S., about five miles from the town of that name.Ishould like you to come to us for the vacation to teach my boy Russian history and grammar.I think those were the subjects you mentioned in your advertisement.I think you will get on with us all right, and I am sure you will like the neighbourhood.We have a large house and garden, the air is excellent, and there is a river close by.Well, would you like to come? We shall only have to come to terms, although I do not think," he added, with a slight grimace, "that there will be any difficulty on that point between us."Nejdanov watched Sipiagin all the time he was speaking.He gazed at his small head, bent a little to one side, his low, narrow, but intelligent forehead, his fine Roman nose, pleasant eyes, straight lips, out of which his words flowed graciously; he gazed at his drooping whiskers, kept in the English fashion, gazed and wondered."What does it all mean?" he asked himself."Why has this man come to seek me out? This aristocrat and I! What have we in common? What does he see in me?"He was so lost in thought that he did not open his lips when Sipiagin, having finished speaking, evidently awaited an answer.
Sipiagin cast a look into the corner where Paklin sat, also watching him."Perhaps the presence of a third person prevents him from saying what he would like," flashed across Sipiagin's mind.He raised his eyebrows, as if in submission to the strangeness of the surroundings he had come to of his own accord, and repeated his question a second time.
Nejdanov started.
"Of course," he began hurriedly, "I should like to...with pleasure....only I must confess...I am rather surprised...
having no recommendations...and the views I expressed at the theatre were more calculated to prejudice you--""There you are quite mistaken Alexai--Alexai Dmitritch--have Igot the name right?" Sipiagin asked with a smile."I may venture to say that I am well known for my liberal and progressive opinions.On the contrary, what you said the other evening, with the exception perhaps of any youthful characteristics, which are always rather given to exaggeration, if you will excuse my saying so, I fully agreed with, and was even delighted with your enthusiasm."Sipiagin spoke without the slightest hesitation, his words flowing from him as a stream.
