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At
the
beginning
of
March
,
old
Count
Ilyá
Rostóv
was
very
busy
arranging
a
dinner
in
honor
of
Prince
Bagratión
at
the
English
Club
.
The
count
walked
up
and
down
the
hall
in
his
dressing
gown
,
giving
orders
to
the
club
steward
and
to
the
famous
Feoktíst
,
the
club
's
head
cook
,
about
asparagus
,
fresh
cucumbers
,
strawberries
,
veal
,
and
fish
for
this
dinner
.
The
count
had
been
a
member
and
on
the
committee
of
the
club
from
the
day
it
was
founded
.
To
him
the
club
entrusted
the
arrangement
of
the
festival
in
honor
of
Bagratión
,
for
few
men
knew
so
well
how
to
arrange
a
feast
on
an
open-handed
,
hospitable
scale
,
and
still
fewer
men
would
be
so
well
able
and
willing
to
make
up
out
of
their
own
resources
what
might
be
needed
for
the
success
of
the
fete
.
The
club
cook
and
the
steward
listened
to
the
count
's
orders
with
pleased
faces
,
for
they
knew
that
under
no
other
management
could
they
so
easily
extract
a
good
profit
for
themselves
from
a
dinner
costing
several
thousand
rubles
.
"
Well
then
,
mind
and
have
cocks
'
comb
in
the
turtle
soup
,
you
know
!
"
"
Shall
we
have
three
cold
dishes
then
?
"
asked
the
cook
.
The
count
considered
.
"
We
ca
n't
have
less
--
yes
,
three
...
the
mayonnaise
,
that
's
one
,
"
said
he
,
bending
down
a
finger
.
"
Then
am
I
to
order
those
large
sterlets
?
"
asked
the
steward
.
"
Yes
,
it
ca
n't
be
helped
if
they
wo
n't
take
less
.
Ah
,
dear
me
!
I
was
forgetting
.
We
must
have
another
entrée
.
Ah
,
goodness
gracious
!
"
he
clutched
at
his
head
.
"
Who
is
going
to
get
me
the
flowers
?
Dmítri
!
Eh
,
Dmítri
!
Gallop
off
to
our
Moscow
estate
,
"
he
said
to
the
factotum
who
appeared
at
his
call
.
"
Hurry
off
and
tell
Maksím
,
the
gardener
,
to
set
the
serfs
to
work
.
Say
that
everything
out
of
the
hothouses
must
be
brought
here
well
wrapped
up
in
felt
.
I
must
have
two
hundred
pots
here
on
Friday
.
"
Having
given
several
more
orders
,
he
was
about
to
go
to
his
"
little
countess
"
to
have
a
rest
,
but
remembering
something
else
of
importance
,
he
returned
again
,
called
back
the
cook
and
the
club
steward
,
and
again
began
giving
orders
.
A
light
footstep
and
the
clinking
of
spurs
were
heard
at
the
door
,
and
the
young
count
,
handsome
,
rosy
,
with
a
dark
little
mustache
,
evidently
rested
and
made
sleeker
by
his
easy
life
in
Moscow
,
entered
the
room
.
