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As for Sarudine, he'll be delighted to sing; it doesn't matter where, so long as he can sing. This will attract a good many of his brother- officers, and we shall get a full house." "You ought to ask Sina Karsavina," said Lialia, looking wistfully at her brother. "He surely can't have forgotten," she thought. "How can he discuss this stupid concert, whilst I ..."
"I want to see Mademoiselle Karsavina, the schoolteacher," replied the bare-footed urchin, in a shrill voice. "Why?" To Sanine the name instantly recalled a vision of Sina, standing at the water's edge in all her nude, sunlit loveliness. "I have got a letter for her," said the boy. "Aha! She must be at the hospice over the way, as she is not here. You had better go there."
Then, after they had strolled through the entire garden, they again met, Sina Karsavina being now one of the party, looking charmingly graceful in her light summer dress. "Why are you walking by yourselves, like that?" if asked Dubova. "Come; and join us." "Let us go down one of the side-walks," suggested Schafroff. "Here, it's so terribly crowded."
But, although she returns Yuri's love, the young girl, in a moment of passion, gives herself to Sanine, whom she does not love. Disgusted with life, feeling himself weak, neurasthenic, and sick, Yuri, only twenty-six years of age, commits suicide. Karsavina, terribly affected by this act of despair, leaves Sanine. And the latter, after Yuri's funeral, disappears from the city....
They retraced their steps, but as Sina walked on in front of Yourii the sight of her round, firm hips again brought sensuous thoughts to his mind that he found it hard to ignore. "I say, Sina Karsavina!" His voice faltered. "I am going to ask you an interesting psychological question. How was it that you did not feel afraid to come here with me?
The four women in the story, Sanin's sister Lyda, the pretty school-teacher Karsavina, Jurii's sister, engaged to a young scientist, who during the engagement cordially invites her brother to accompany him to a house of ill-fame, and the mother of Sanin, are all thoroughly conventional, and are meant to be. They are living under what Sanin regards as the tyranny of social convention.
The Germans have spies in the queues, women who go up and down telling people it's all England's fault." "And people are just the same?" "Just the same; Donons' and the Bear are crowded every day. You can't get a table. So are the cinematographs and the theatres. I went to the Ballet last night." "What was it?" "'La fille mal gardée' Karsavina dancing divinely. Every one was there."
Yourii suspected something. "From whom?" he asked, sharply, "From Sinotschka Karsavina," said Lialia, shaking her finger at him, significantly. Yourii blushed deeply. To receive through his sister a little pink, scented letter like this seemed utterly silly; in fact ridiculous. It positively annoyed him.
But then he had to admit that the conceptions of debauchery and of purity were merely as withered leaves that cover fresh grown grass, and that girls romantic and chaste as Lialia or Sina Karsavina had the right to plunge into the stream of sensual enjoyment.
"It's not the same thing at all," was Ivanoff's stubborn retort, and his eyes flashed angrily. "It's the act of an idiot, that's what it is!" His strange hatred of Soloveitchik made a most unpleasant impression upon the others. Sina Karsavina, as she got up to go, whispered to Yourii, "I am going. He is simply detestable." Yourii nodded. "Utterly brutal," he murmured.
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