The young, peasant-born servant in Ivan Ilyich's house. He has not entered the gears of the fake bourgeois life in the city; he has not lost the honest, strong, and natural makeup of the village. He performs his job with enough compassion and courage to erase the loneliness and bodily shame that are Ivan Ilyich's greatest fears on his deathbed; he is not disgusted by cleaning excrement or by death.
A peasant youth who migrated from his village to the Saint Petersburg society to do simple barn chores, cleaning, or domestic service. He has picked up only a few city-specific words and has never lost his naturalness.
A fresh young man in a clean calico shirt and a hemp apron, with the red cheeks of a peasant, hair that shines as if brushed, and tight white teeth. He looks like a fountain of health and joy.
İvan İlyiç Golovin
The master he approaches with respect and humanity, despite the disgusting excrement and the decaying body. He is as honest as a confidant to him.