the moscow census-第9章
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memories of these people were directed exclusively to the past。 The
present appeared to them something unreal; repulsive; and not worthy
of attention。 Not one of them had any present。 They had only
memories of the past; and expectations from the future; which might
be realized at any moment; and for the realization of which only a
very little was required; but this little they did not possess; it
was nowhere to be obtained; and this had been ruining their whole
future life in vain; in the case of one man; for a year; of a second
for five years; and of a third for thirty years。 All one needed was
merely to dress respectably; so that he could present himself to a
certain personage; who was well…disposed towards him another only
needed to be able to dress; pay off his debts; and get to Orel; a
third required to redeem a small property which was mortgaged; for
the continuation of a law…suit; which must be decided in his favor;
and then all would be well once more。 They all declare that they
merely require something external; in order to stand once more in the
position which they regard as natural and happy in their own case。
Had my mind not been obscured by my pride as a benefactor; a glance
at their faces; both old and young; which were mostly weak and
sensitive; but amiable; would have given me to understand that their
misfortunes were irreparable by any external means; that they could
not be happy in any position whatever; if their views of life were to
remain unchanged; that they were in no wise remarkable people; in
remarkably unfortunate circumstances; but that they were the same
people who surround us on all sides; and just like ourselves。 I
remember that intercourse with this sort of unfortunates was
peculiarly difficult for me。 I now understand why this was so; in
them I beheld myself; as in a mirror。 If I had reflected on my own
life and on the life of the people in our circle; I should have seen
that no real difference existed between them。
If those about me dwell in spacious quarters; and in their own houses
on the Sivtzevy Vrazhok and on the Dimitrovka; and not in the
Rzhanoff house; and still eat and drink dainties; and not liver and
herrings with bread; that does not prevent them from being exactly as
unhappy。 They are just as dissatisfied with their own positions;
they mourn over the past; and pine for better things; and the
improved position for which they long is precisely the same as that
which the inhabitants of the Rzhanoff house long for; that is to say;
one in which they may do as little work as possible themselves; and
derive the utmost advantage from the labors of others。 The
difference is merely one of degrees and time。 If I had reflected at
that time; I should have understood this; but I did not reflect; and
I questioned these people; and wrote them down; supposing; that;
having learned all the particulars of their various conditions and
necessities; I could aid them LATER ON。 I did not understand that
such a man can only be helped by changing his views of the world。
But in order to change the views of another; one must needs have
better views himself; and live in conformity with them; but mine were
precisely the same as theirs; and I lived in accordance with those
views; which must undergo a change; in order that these people might
cease to be unhappy。
I did not see that these people were unhappy; not because they had
not; so to speak; nourishing food; but because their stomachs had
been spoiled; and because their appetites demanded not nourishing but
irritating viands; and I did not perceive that; in order to help
them; it was not necessary to give them food; but that it was
necessary to heal their disordered stomachs。 Although I am
anticipating by so doing; I will mention here; that; out of all these
persons whom I noted down; I really did not help a single one; in
spite of the fact that for some of them; that was done which they
desired; and that which; apparently; might have raised them。 Three
of their number were particularly well known to me。 All three; after
repeated rises and falls; are now in precisely the same situation in
which they were three years ago。
CHAPTER VIII。
The second class of unfortunates whom I also expected to assist later
on; were the dissolute women; there were a very great many of them;
of all sorts; in the Rzhanoff housefrom those who were young and
who resembled women; to old ones; who were frightful and horrible;
and who had lost every semblance of humanity。 The hope of being of
assistance to these women; which I had not at first entertained;
occurred to me later。 This was in the middle of our rounds。 We had
already worked out several mechanical tricks of procedure。
When we entered a new establishment; we immediately questioned the
landlady of the apartment; one of us sat down; clearing some sort of
a place for himself where he could write; and another penetrated the
corners; and questioned each man in all the nooks of the apartment
separately; and reported the facts to the one who did the writing。
On entering a set of rooms in the basement; a student went to hunt up
the landlady; while I began to interrogate all who remained in the
place。 The apartment was thus arranged: in the centre was a room
six arshins square; {7} and a small oven。 From the oven radiated
four partitions; forming four tiny compartments。 In the first; the
entrance slip; which had four bunks; there were two personsan old
man and a woman。 Immediately adjoining this; was a rather long slip
of a room; in it was the landlord; a young fellow; dressed in a
sleeveless gray woollen jacket; a good…looking; very pale citizen。
{8} On the left of the first corner; was a third tiny chamber; there
was one person asleep there; probably a drunken peasant; and a woman
in a pink blouse which was loose in front and close…fitting behind。
The fourth chamber was behind the partition; the entrance to it was
from the landlord's compartment。
The student went into the landlord's room; and I remained in the
entrance compartment; and questioned the old man and woman。 The old
man had been a master…printer; but now had no means of livelihood。
The woman was the wife of a cook。 I went to the third compartment;
and questioned the woman in the blouse about the sleeping man。 She
said that he was a visitor。 I asked the woman who she was。 She
replied that she was a Moscow peasant。 〃What is your business?〃 She
burst into a laugh; and did not answer me。 〃What do you live on?〃 I
repeated; thinking that she had not understood my question。 〃I sit
in the taverns;〃 she said。 I did not comprehend; and again I
inquired: 〃What is your means of livelihood?〃 She made no reply and
laughed。 Women's voices in the fourth compartment which we had not
yet entered; joined in the laugh。 The landlord emerged from his
cabin and stepped up to us。 He had evidently heard my questions and
the woman's replies。 He cast a stern glance at the woman and turned
to me: 〃She is a prostitute;〃 said he; apparently pleased that he
knew the word in use in the language of the authorities; and that he
could pronounce it correctly。 And having said this; with a
respectful and barely perceptible smile of satisfaction addressed to
me; he turned to the woman。 And no sooner had he turned to her; than
his whole face altered。 He said; in a peculiar; scornful; hasty
tone; such as is employed towards dogs: 〃What do you jabber in that
careless way for? 'I sit in the taverns。' You do sit in the
taverns; and that means; to talk business; that you are a
prostitute;〃 and again he uttered the word。 〃She does not know the
name for herself。〃 This tone offended me。 〃It is not our place to
abuse her;〃 said I。 〃If all of us lived according to the laws of
God; there would be none of these women。〃
〃That's the very point;〃 said the landlord; with an awkward smile。
〃Therefore; we should not reproach but pity them。 Are they to
blame?〃
I do not recollect just what I said; but I do remember that I was
vexed by the scornful tone of the landlord of these quarters which
were filled with women; whom he called prost