Biography of Zakhara from Oblomov

Zakhar was fifty years old for fifty-five years he walked in the white world with confidence that everything that he was doing, otherwise it was better, could not be in the room an elderly man, my hands were clean, ”Zakhar remarked, showing some two soles instead of his hands, he even grinned, so that the bacenbard rose to the side, he again grinned, from which the buckwheat and armored were raised to the sides He liked the gray frock coat and vests because in this semi-formed clothes he saw the weak memory of the livery, which he once wore, escorting the deceased gentlemen to the church or on a visit [as soon as his legs drag me?

Ilya Ilyich did not know how to get up, to go to bed, nor to be combed and shod, nor dine without Zakhar’s help, he put a samovar in the morning, cleaned his boots and the dress that the Barin asked [this Zakhar jumped from a couch on which he usually spent time sitting in a nap he cleans his boots, then he sits at the gate, stupidly at the gate, stupidly at the gates, stupidly at the gate.

Then he already considered himself the right to doze on a lieutenant, brother, you are even more than Oblomov, rather than I myself drew himself a certain circle of activity for myself, for which he voluntarily crossed if he was ordered to do something over this, he fulfilled the order reluctantly, after the disputes and beliefs of Ah, this Zakhar: there is no life from him! How can you not have papers in the house?

.. Wait, but tomorrow it will be typed again, ”said Zakhar [Each day sort through all the corners? Better God went to the soul! .. Zakhar is untidy. He rarely shaves; And although he washes his hands and face, it seems more pretends to wash; Yes, and you can’t wash any soap and I have fleas! He is very illuminate at Oblomov in the office of broken or interrupted almost all things, especially small ones, requiring careful handling of them - and all by the grace of Zakhara, God forbid, when Zakhar [troubles and losses, there is no end [give, Zakhar, a tailcoat, do not stubborn!

From all this, a gloomy loured into his soul, and rudeness and stiffness appeared in the disposition and who knows, where is the scarf? Zakhar growled like a bear, but he didn’t argue, rude, but do not ask things!

.. Despite, however, Zahar Zakhar was striving for this outer gloom and wildlife, Zakhar stroves to renegue the master and will certainly appropriate a copper hryvnia or pentate lying on the table. In the same way, if Ilya Ilyich forgets to demand surrender from Zakhar, she will never enter him back to his hryvnias and heels to his hands, so tobacco has nothing to buy Oblomov to the young, agile, voracious and crafty guy Zakhar himself loved to drink with his friends to a lordly account more than that, Zakhar and the gossip.

In the kitchen, in a bench, at the gatherings at the gate, he complains every day that there is no life, that this bad master is not heard sometimes [passionately devoted to Barina Ilya Ilyich already knew one immense dignity of Zakhara - devotion to himself, and he got used to it either dozing in the hallway, or went to chatting in the cuisine, he could not read: "He lived without a century and without can." Glory, no worse than others!

I know what kind of letter I don’t know how to read it!