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The young man's studious, solitary, and austere existence was well known to him. It was the greatest guarantee of fitness. He became deprecatory. Had his dear Kirylo Sidorovitch considered whether, in view of such a momentous enterprise, it wasn't really advisable to sacrifice every sentiment.... Razumov interrupted the remonstrance scornfully.
"This shall be the last occasion. You cannot believe for a moment that I had the slightest idea of wounding your feelings. You are clearly a superior nature that's how I read you. Quite above the common h'm susceptibilities. But the fact is, Kirylo Sidorovitch, I don't know your susceptibilities. Nobody, out of Russia, knows much of you as yet!" "You have been watching me?" suggested Razumov.
You yourself, Kirylo Sidorovitch," the high police functionary insisted in a low, severe tone of conviction. "You shall be coming back to us. Some of our greatest minds had to do that in the end." "You have no better friend than Prince K , and as to myself it is a long time now since I've been honoured by his...." He glanced down his beard. "I won't detain you any longer.
I was looking at him; not a muscle of his face moved in the least. And yet, even at the time, I did not suspect him of insensibility. It was a sort of rapt thoughtfulness. Then he stirred slightly. "You are going, Kirylo Sidorovitch?" she asked. "I! Going? Where?
It directed the student Kirylo Sidorovitch Razumov to present himself without delay at the General Secretariat. Razumov had a vision of General T -'s goggle eyes waiting for him the embodied power of autocracy, grotesque and terrible. He embodied the whole power of autocracy because he was its guardian.
"Oh, Kirylo Sidorovitch, my dearest friend my saviour what shall I do? I've blown last night every rouble I had from my dad the other day. Can't you give me till Thursday? I shall rush round to all the usurers I know.... No, of course, you can't! Don't look at me like that. What shall I do? No use asking the old man. I tell you he's given me a fistful of big notes three days ago.
"The man who says that he has no illusions has at least that one," he said, in a very friendly tone. "But I see how it is, Kirylo Sidorovitch. You aim at stoicism." "Stoicism! That's a pose of the Greeks and the Romans. Let's leave it to them. We are Russians, that is children; that is sincere; that is cynical, if you like. But that's not a pose." A long silence ensued.
Then, when I was left alone with poor mother, all this seemed so wrong in spirit, something not worth the price she is paying for it. But directly I heard you were here in Geneva, Kirylo Sidorovitch, I felt that you were the only person who could assist me...." "In comforting a bereaved mother? Yes!" he broke in in a manner which made her open her clear unsuspecting eyes.
"Very curious," she pronounced slowly. "And you did not think, Kirylo Sidorovitch, that he might perhaps wish to get in touch with you again?" Razumov discovered that he could not suppress the trembling of his lips. But he thought that he owed it to himself to speak. A negative sign would not do again. Speak he must, if only to get at the bottom of what that St.
I won't stop a minute; but you see I, that is, we anyway, I have undertaken the duty to warn you, Kirylo Sidorovitch, that you are living in false security maybe." Razumov sat still with his head leaning on his hand, which nearly concealed the unshaded eye. "I have that idea, too." "That's all right, then. Everything seems quiet now, but those people are preparing some move of general repression.
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