Fathers and Sons.
After three days, Bazarov leaves.
After three years, three days is not much.
His father is in despair.
His mother says,
"What's to be done, Vasya? A son's a piece cut off. He's like a falcon: he comes and goes whenever he likes; while you and I are like mushrooms growing in the hollow of a log; we sit side by side and never budge. Except that I'll always be here for you, as you will for me."
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