notes from the underground-第13章
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wanted。 I used to wriggle along in a most unseemly fashion; like
an eel; continually moving aside to make way for generals; for
officers of the guards and the hussars; or for ladies。 At such
minutes there used to be a convulsive twinge at my heart; and I
used to feel hot all down my back at the mere thought of the
wretchedness of my attire; of the wretchedness and abjectness of
my little scurrying figure。 This was a regular martyrdom; a
continual; intolerable humiliation at the thought; which passed
into an incessant and direct sensation; that I was a mere fly in
the eyes of all this world; a nasty; disgusting flymore
intelligent; more highly developed; more refined in feeling than
any of them; of coursebut a fly that was continually making way
for everyone; insulted and injured by everyone。 Why I inflicted
this torture upon myself; why I went to the Nevsky; I don't know。
I felt simply drawn there at every possible opportunity。
Already then I began to experience a rush of the enjoyment of
which I spoke in the first chapter。 After my affair with the
officer I felt even more drawn there than before: it was on the
Nevsky that I met him most frequently; there I could admire him。
He; too; went there chiefly on holidays; He; too; turned out of
his path for generals and persons of high rank; and he too;
wriggled between them like an eel; but people; like me; or even
better dressed than me; he simply walked over; he made straight
for them as though there was nothing but empty space before him;
and never; under any circumstances; turned aside。 I gloated over
my resentment watching him and 。。。 always resentfully made way
for him。 It exasperated me that even in the street I could not
be on an even footing with him。
〃Why must you invariably be the first to move aside?〃 I kept
asking myself in hysterical rage; waking up sometimes at three
o'clock in the morning。 〃Why is it you and not he? There's no
regulation about it; there's no written law。 Let the making way
be equal as it usually is when refined people meet; he moves
half…way and you move half…way; you pass with mutual respect。〃
But that never happened; and I always moved aside; while he did
not even notice my making way for him。 And lo and behold a
bright idea dawned upon me! 〃What;〃 I thought; 〃if I meet him
and don't move on one side? What if I don't move aside on
purpose; even if I knock up against him? How would that be?〃
This audacious idea took such a hold on me that it gave me no
peace。 I was dreaming of it continually; horribly; and I
purposely went more frequently to the Nevsky in order to picture
more vividly how I should do it when I did do it。 I was
delighted。 This intention seemed to me more and more practical
and possible。
〃Of course I shall not really push him;〃 I thought; already more
good…natured in my joy。 〃I will simply not turn aside; will run
up against him; not very violently; but just shouldering each
otherjust as much as decency permits。 I will push against him
just as much as he pushes against me。〃 At last I made up my mind
completely。 But my preparations took a great deal of time。 To
begin with; when I carried out my plan I should need to be
looking rather more decent; and so I had to think of my get…up。
〃In case of emergency; if; for instance; there were any sort of
public scandal (and the public there is of the most recherche:
the Countess walks there; Prince D。 walks there; all the literary
world is there); I must be well dressed; that inspires respect
and of itself puts us on an equal footing in the eyes of the
society。〃
With this object I asked for some of my salary in advance; and
bought at Tchurkin's a pair of black gloves and a decent hat。
Black gloves seemed to me both more dignified and bon ton than
the lemon…coloured ones which I had contemplated at first。 〃The
colour is too gaudy; it looks as though one were trying to be
conspicuous;〃 and I did not take the lemon…coloured ones。 I had
got ready long beforehand a good shirt; with white bone studs; my
overcoat was the only thing that held me back。 The coat in
itself was a very good one; it kept me warm; but it was wadded
and it had a raccoon collar which was the height of vulgarity。 I
had to change the collar at any sacrifice; and to have a beaver
one like an officer's。 For this purpose I began visiting the
Gostiny Dvor and after several attempts I pitched upon a piece of
cheap German beaver。 Though these German beavers soon grow
shabby and look wretched; yet at first they look exceedingly
well; and I only needed it for the occasion。 I asked the price;
even so; it was too expensive。 After thinking it over thoroughly
I decided to sell my raccoon collar。 The rest of the moneya
considerable sum for me; I decided to borrow from Anton Antonitch
Syetotchkin; my immediate superior; an unassuming person; though
grave and judicious。 He never lent money to anyone; but I had;
on entering the service; been specially recommended to him by an
important personage who had got me my berth。 I was horribly
worried。 To borrow from Anton Antonitch seemed to me monstrous
and shameful。 I did not sleep for two or three nights。 Indeed;
I did not sleep well at that time; I was in a fever; I had a
vague sinking at my heart or else a sudden throbbing; throbbing;
throbbing! Anton Antonitch was surprised at first; then he
frowned; then he reflected; and did after all lend me the money;
receiving from me a written authorisation to take from my salary
a fortnight later the sum that he had lent me。 In this way
everything was at last ready。 The handsome beaver replaced the
mean…looking raccoon; and I began by degrees to get to work。 It
would never have done to act offhand; at random; the plan had to
be carried out skilfully; by degrees。 But I must confess that
after many efforts I began to despair: we simply could not run
into each other。 I made every preparation; I was quite
determinedit seemed as though we should run into one another
directlyand before I knew what I was doing I had stepped aside
for him again and he had passed without noticing me。 I even
prayed as I approached him that God would grant me determination。
One time I had made up my mind thoroughly; but it ended in my
stumbling and falling at his feet because at the very last
instant when I was six inches from him my courage failed me。 He
very calmly stepped over me; while I flew on one side like a
ball。 That night I was ill again; feverish and delirious。 And
suddenly it ended most happily。 The night before I had made up
my mind not to carry out my fatal plan and to abandon it all; and
with that object I went to the Nevsky for the last time; just to
see how I would abandon it all。 Suddenly; three paces from my
enemy; I unexpectedly made up my mindI closed my eyes; and we
ran full tilt; shoulder to shoulder; against one another! I did
not budge an inch and passed him on a perfectly equal footing!
He did not even look round and pretended not to notice it; but he
was only pretending; I am convinced of that。 I am convinced of
that to this day! Of course; I got the worst of ithe was
stronger; but that was not the point。 The point was that I had
attained my object; I had kept up my dignity; I had not yielded a
step; and had put myself publicly on an equal social footing with
him。 I returned home feeling that I was fully avenged for
everything。 I was delighted。 I was triumphant and sang Italian
arias。 Of course; I will not describe to you what happened to me
three days later; if you have read my first chapter you can guess
for yourself。 The officer was afterwards transferred; I have not
seen him now for fourteen years。 What is the dear fellow doing
now? Whom is he walking over?
II
But the period of my dissipation would end and I always felt very
sick afterwards。 It was followed by remorseI tried to drive it
a