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"Alexai Dmitritch," Sipiagin said to Nejdanov, "we are addicted to the bad habit of playing cards in the evening, and even play a forbidden game, stukushka.... I won't ask you to join us, but perhaps Mariana will be good enough to play you something on the piano. You like music, I hope." And without waiting for an answer Sipiagin took up a pack of cards.
He jumped up instantly and rushed out into the corridor. Mariana was standing at his door with a candle in her hand, pale and motionless. "Yes... I " he murmured. "Come," she said, turning down the corridor, but before reaching the end she stopped and pushed open a low door. Nejdanov looked into a small, almost bare room. "We had better go in here, Alexai Dmitritch, no one will disturb us here."
"It would be a good thing for you to look about a little, Alexai. I dare say they exaggerate. Only do be careful. But, however, you will not be going alone. Come back as quickly as you can. Will you promise? Nejdanov? Will you promise?" "Yes." "For certain? "I suppose so, since everybody here obeys you, including Mariana." Nejdanov went out without saying goodbye.
She wrote her name on this piece of paper and asked me to bring it here and let her in, saying that if Alexai Dmitritch was really not at home, she could wait for him." On the paper was written in large letters "Mashurina." "Show her in," Solomin said. "You don't mind my asking her in here, Mariana, do you? She is also one of us." "Not at all."
"Capital! But I tell you what, Alexai... I may call you Alexai, may I not?" "Certainly, or Lexy if you like," Nejdanov added with a smile. "No; there is no need to overdo things. Listen. Good counsel is better than money, as the saying goes. I see that you have pamphlets. Distribute them wherever you like, only not in the factory on any account!" "Why not?"
How cease to imitate thee in everything, even to revelling shamelessly in one's own self-depreciation? Just then, as the echo of his own thoughts, he heard a familiar squeaky voice exclaim, "Alexai! Alexai! Hamlet of Russia! Is it you I behold?" and raising his eyes, to his great astonishment, saw Paklin standing before him!
"Caution is always useful," Nejdanov remarked with a sarcastic smile. Solomin smiled his characteristic broad smile. "Yes, my dear Alexai, it's always useful. But what do I see? Where are we?"
"Last night." "Alexai! are you jealous? A new idea! What a time to be jealous in! Why, he was only with me a quarter of an hour. We talked about his cousin, the priest, and discussed arrangements for our marriage." "I know that he was only with you a short time. I saw him come out. And I'm not jealous, oh no! But still I couldn't fall asleep after that." "But why?" Nejdanov was silent.
His head was resting against one arm, while the other lay weak and helpless on his knee. She went up to him. "Goodmorning, Alexai. Why, you haven't undressed? Haven't you slept? How pale you are!" His heavy eyelids rose slowly. "No, I haven't." "Aren't you well, or is it the after-effects of yesterday?" Nejdanov shook his head. "I couldn't sleep after Solomin went into your room." "When?"
The carriage was, in fact, standing almost on one side. Markelov seized the reins which the coachman handed to him and continued just as loudly: "I don't blame you in the least, Alexai Dmitritch! You took advantage of.... You were quite right. No wonder that you're not so keen about our cause now... as I said before, you have something else on your mind.
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