Chapter 54 Gorky's memory of Tolstoy

Gorky's memory of Tolstoy In Gorky's notes and memoirs, there are such memories of Tolstoy: One hot day he overtook me on a country road.He rode on a small and quiet Tartar Immediately, head towards Livadia.She has fluffy white hair and wears a white, mushroom-shaped light felt hat. It looked a lot like a dwarf. Reining in, he beckoned me, and I walked by his side, and among many other events, told him Just received a letter from Kololenko.Tolstoy shook his beard angrily. "Does he believe in God?" he asked. "I have no idea." "That said, you don't know the most important thing about him. He's religious, but he's

Atheists dare not admit it in front of atheists. " He spoke in a grievous and complaining voice, watching angrily from under his half-closed eyelids. I.It was quite clear that he did not seem ready to talk to me.But when I expressed my intention to leave him, he refused stop me. "Where are you going?" he asked. "I don't go too fast, do I?" Then he murmured again: "Your Antreev is also afraid of atheists, but he also believes in God--God made him express awe. " When we came near the villa of the Grand Duke Romanov, we saw three of the Romanovs.

The three clansmen stood talking on the road, standing very close to each other.One of them is the master of Yathodor, and one is George, and the other, I think Piodor Nikolaevitch from Dulbe.All three are tall and strong big dick.The road was blocked by a one-horse carriage, and another horse with a matching saddle beside it.Towers Ty couldn't get between them.He stared at the few Romanovs expectantly.But They moved out of the way before he could get any closer.Later, the saddled horse jumped restlessly, flashing to Let Tolstoy's horse pass by. After walking in silence for a few minutes, he said, "They recognize me, these idiots."

After a moment, he added, "The horse also knew that it had to make way for Tolstoy." Gorky once again remembered a few very interesting and interesting words that Tolstoy said: One day Tolstoy was sorting through his letters. "They talk a lot about me," he said. say, "in words and in words. But in the end, when I die, a year or two later, people Would say this: Tolstoy?Oh, the earl who made his own boots, and then he encountered Something strange, is that what you're talking about? "