24.chapter24
Anna has not forgotten the date that Jì Karenin had mentioned.
Of course, even if she forgot about it, Karenin would tell her in some respectful way, such as leaving a theater ticket in front of her bedside table and solemnly circling the date, as if it were an official document that needed to be treated with caution.
Anna had no doubt that the ticket for the play at four o'clock in the evening, Karenin had already written it down on his schedule. Imagine that the man told Flammykiel with a stern face and wrote down his contract with his wife in a notebook for him, which is somewhat funny.
She put away the tickets and opened the closet to look at it for a while.
A woman's wardrobe is never missing a piece of clothing.
As a woman, no matter what life throws at you, the pursuit of beauty is always indelible.
She picked out a black flannel skirt from the wardrobe, embellished with mink fur, and the neckline was relatively low, making her skin look moisturized. She coiled her hair up and dropped a small bunch, allowing Yunina to perm her hair slightly.
From the mirror, she is indeed decent and generous, although the pearl jewelry is not as dazzling as the gemstones, but it is very decent, and it is more than enough for watching a play.
Seryosha was a little unhappy that his mother and father were going on a separate date, but his father had explained the matter in the morning when he checked his schoolwork, and refused his request to go together, saying that he would consider planning a trip for the three in a week.
So before the class was even now, he leaned against the door frame, slid his fingers back and forth on the door, pouted slightly, and said, "You're not my mother now." β
Anna turned around when she heard this, and Yunina was still helping her fix some of the shredded hair on her neck.
Anna beckoned to the little boy, who came slowly, and he stood next to Anna, dressed today in a burgundy silk shirt and breeches, with shiny black boots and curly hair like the wet vegetation in the forest, bright and full of life.
"My father won't let me go with me." Seryosha complained, "I obviously memorized it today. β
"You agreed?" Anna asked.
Seryosha shook his head in frustration: "He said that in a week he would consider arranging an event for three people. β
Anna stiffened as Seryosha put her arms around her neck and played with her.
"Can't I sneak in the wagon?"
He whispered, "I'm not fat, it's a very small one, I'll be quiet." β
Anna got used to it, let it go, and replied, "But I don't think Mr. Brown would be happy to see you skip class just to go to the theater." β
Seryosha let go of his hand in frustration.
"Yes."
He looked up at Anna, then sighed softly, indicating that he had compromised.
Looking at the somewhat sickly back, Anna felt as if she had kicked a fawn, so while amused, she stopped Seryosha.
"If you want to go with you without class, then we have to convince your teacher first."
"I love you! Mom! Seryosha cheered, he ran over and put his face on Anna's cheek, and Anna could only put her arms around him and let the little guy do whatever he wanted, otherwise he would fall, and she would not be able to explain.
Anna took Seryosha with her to find Teacher Brown.
Mr. Brown was an Englishman, about thirty years old, but he was very comfortable with Russian culture and history, and his family was very respectable, so he had been in Karenin's house for half a year.
"Mr. Brown, I would like to ask, what kind of books do you think is the best way to learn about the art of opera?"
Mr. Brown lifted his glasses: "Madam, if you want to know more about the art of opera, I think it is best to experience it yourself." β
"I think so, too, so, if you don't mind, I'd like to take Seryosha over today to experience it for myself, and I've heard that Christine Nilsson will be singing at the Petersburg Theater for three days, and if you don't mind, I think you can come and watch it the day after tomorrow, and I'll take care of it for you." Anna said with a smile.
Ms. Brown's eyes were a little bright, as she had learned, that he was a fan of the famous Swedish singer.
After Teacher Brown left, Anna bowed her head to Seryosha and said, "Do you understand why Teacher Brown is willing to let you go?" β
Seryosha blinked, then whispered, "He likes your JianyΓ¬." β
Anna smiled, patted Seryosha on the shoulder, and said, "Sometimes to get something done, you have to do what you like and come up with something practical. β
"This, it's kind of like a bribe." Seryosha said hesitantly.
"You say that like your father."
"My father said, 'Be honest.'" Seryosha muttered.
Anna didn't say anything more, just touched Seryosha's little head and felt the soft strands of hair like vegetation.
After getting Mr. Brown done, Anna wrote a letter for Kabidonic to pass on to Seryosha's French teacher, Korci.
"Dear Mr. Kearney: In view of the fact that I have made an appointment with Alexey Alexandrovich at four o'clock this afternoon, and that Seryosha has made a wish to go together, I personally consider this to be an unreasonable but nevertheless request that should be fulfilled. In view of the effort he had made last night to memorize the Old Testament, and the fact that he had been examined by his father today, his request, though unreasonable, could still be tolerated by a mother. Therefore, as Seryosha's mother, I would like to make a sincere request to you that I should be allowed to take him to the theatre today to enjoy the performance, and that I urge him to write a review in French so that you can criticize and advise him tomorrow. β
"Let Kabidonech give it to your French teacher, and wait for him to reply." Anna said to Seryosha, who put down the hand holding his little chin, blinked his eyes, and said, "You said before that you had to convince others to do what they wanted, but I don't see you make any promises to Mr. Colch. β
"Because you didn't hear what I'm going to tell you right now, there is a small group of people who, like your father, are honest and upright, and they are smart enough to be honest enough."
Seryosha lowered his head and thought for a moment, then muttered, "I like this kind of person." After he finished speaking, he took the letter and ran away happily.
Anna looked at the child's back and blinked, and she thought: the child's original intention should be that he likes all those who resemble his father.
It's really, a little too cute......
Anna laughed.