Rudin

Chapter 7

"Yes."

"No. I have retired."

There followed a brief pause. The general conversation was resumed.

"If you will allow me to be inquisitive," began Pigasov, turning to Rudin, "do you know the contents of the essay which his excellency the baron has sent?"

"Yes, I do."

"This essay deals with the relations to commerce--or no, of manufactures to commerce in our country.... That was your expression, I think, Darya Mihailovna?"

"Yes, it deals with"... began Darya Mihailovna, pressing her hand to her forehead.

"I am, of course, a poor judge of such matters," continued Pigasov, "but I must confess that to me even the t.i.tle of the essay seems excessively (how could I put it delicately?) excessively obscure and complicated."

"Why does it seem so to you?"

Pigasov smiled and looked across at Darya Mihailovna.

"Why, is it clear to you?" he said, turning his foxy face again towards Rudin.

"To me? Yes."

"H"m. No doubt you must know better."

"Does your head ache?" Alexandra Pavlovna inquired of Darya Mihailovna.

"No. It is only my--_c"est nerveux_."

"Allow me to inquire," Pigasov was beginning again in his nasal tones, "your friend, his excellency Baron m.u.f.fel--I think that"s his name?"

"Precisely."

"Does his excellency Baron m.u.f.fel make a special study of political economy, or does he only devote to that interesting subject the hours of leisure left over from his social amus.e.m.e.nts and his official duties?"

Rudin looked steadily at Pigasov.

"The baron is an amateur on this subject," he replied, growing rather red, "but in his essay there is much that is interesting and just."

"I am not able to dispute it with you; I have not read the essay. But I venture to ask--the work of your friend Baron m.u.f.fel is no doubt founded more upon general propositions than upon facts?"

"It contains both facts and propositions founded upon the facts."

"Yes, yes. I must tell you that, in my opinion--and I"ve a right to give my opinion, on occasion; I spent three years at Dorpat... all these, so-called general propositions, hypotheses, these systems--excuse me, I am a provincial, I speak the truth bluntly--are absolutely worthless.

All that"s only theorising--only good for misleading people. Give us facts, sir, and that"s enough!"

"Really!" retorted Rudin, "why, but ought not one to give the significance of the facts?"

"General propositions," continued Pigasov, "they"re my abomination, these general propositions, theories, conclusions. All that"s based on so-called convictions; every one is talking about his convictions, and attaches importance to them, prides himself on them. Ah!"

And Pigasov shook his fist in the air. Pandalevsky laughed.

"Capital!" put in Rudin, "it follows that there is no such thing as conviction according to you?"

"No, it doesn"t exist."

"Is that your conviction?"

"Yes."

"How do you say that there are none then? Here you have one at the very first turn."

All in the room smiled and looked at one another.

"One minute, one minute, but----," Pigasov was beginning.

But Darya Mihailovna clapped her hands crying, "Bravo, bravo, Pigasov"s beaten!" and she gently took Rudin"s hat from his hand.

"Defer your delight a little, madam; there"s plenty of time!" Pigasov began with annoyance. "It"s not sufficient to say a witty word, with a show of superiority; you must prove, refute. We had wandered from the subject of our discussion."

"With your permission," remarked Rudin, coolly, "the matter is very simple. You do not believe in the value of general propositions--you do not believe in convictions?"

"I don"t believe in them, I don"t believe in anything!"

"Very good. You are a sceptic."

"I see no necessity for using such a learned word. However----"

"Don"t interrupt!" interposed Darya Mihailovna.

"At him, good dog!" Pandalevsky said to himself at the same instant, and smiled all over.

"That word expresses my meaning," pursued Rudin. "You understand it; why not make use of it? You don"t believe in anything. Why do you believe in facts?"

"Why? That"s good! Facts are matters of experience, every one knows what facts are. I judge of them by experience, by my own senses."

"But may not your senses deceive you? Your senses tell you that the sun goes round the earth,... but perhaps you don"t agree with Copernicus?

You don"t even believe in him?"

Again a smile pa.s.sed over every one"s face, and all eyes were fastened on Rudin. "He"s by no means a fool," every one was thinking.

"You are pleased to keep on joking," said Pigasov. "Of course that"s very original, but it"s not to the point."

"In what I have said hitherto," rejoined Rudin, "there is, unfortunately, too little that"s original. All that has been well known a very long time, and has been said a thousand times. That is not the pith of the matter."

"What is then?" asked Pigasov, not without insolence.

In discussions he always first bantered his opponent, then grew cross, and finally sulked and was silent.

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