'I will bring forward millions of such institutions,' cried Pavel Petrovitch—'millions! Well—the Mir, for instance.'
A cold smile curved Bazarov's lips. 'Well, as regards the Mir,' he commented; 'you had better talk to your brother. He has seen by now, I should fancy, what sort of thing the Mir is in fact—its common guarantee, its sobriety, and other features of the kind.'
'The family, then, the family as it exists among our peasants!' cried Pavel Petrovitch.
'And that subject, too, I imagine, it will be better for yourselves not to go into in detail. Don't you realise all the advantages of the head of the family choosing his daughters-in-law? Take my advice, Pavel Petrovitch, allow yourself two days to think about it; you're not likely to find anything on the spot. Go through all our classes, and think well over each, while I and Arkady will ...'
'Will go on turning everything into ridicule,' broke in Pavel Petrovitch.
'No, will go on dissecting frogs. Come, Arkady; good-bye for the present, gentlemen!'
The two friends walked off. The brothers were left alone, and at first they only looked at one another.
'So that,' began Pavel Petrovitch, 'so that's
