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I left myself some small change, if anything happens ... And supposing that I wanted to do something to myself in downright earnest, Tamarochka is it possible that you'd interfere with me?" Tamara looked at her fixedly, deeply, and calmly. Jennie's eyes were sad, and as though vacant.
And Sobashnikov walked out into the corridor, loudly banging the door after him. "Good riddance to bad rubbish," said Jennie after him in a mocking patter. "Tamarochka, pour me out some more cognac." But the lanky student Petrovsky got up from his place and considered it necessary to defend Sobashnikov.
Tamara she moved through entreaty into taking two rings for remembrance: one of silver, in three hoops, that could be moved apart, with a heart in the middle, and under it two hands that clasped one another when all the three parts of the ring were joined; while the other was of thin gold wire with an almandine. "As for my underwear, Tamarochka you give it to Annushka, the chambermaid.
"Why do you need this, my dearie?" "Isn't it all the same to you, you fool? ... For the funeral." "Oh! Well, all right then!" sighed Senka. "Then I'd best bring it to you myself in the evening ... Right, Tamarochka? ... It's so very hard for me to stand it without you! Oh, my dearie, how I'd kiss and kiss you; I wouldn't let you close your eyes! ... Shan't I come? ..."
Tamara was observing this for the first time and wondered, because Jennka had always disliked wine, and drank very rarely; and then only at the constraint of guests. "What are you giving stuff away so to-day?" asked Tamara. "Just as though you'd gotten ready to die, or to go into a convent?" "Yes, and I will go away," answered Jennka listlessly. "I am weary, Tamarochka! ..."
And give a look, girlies, why, she's all wet. Oh, what a booby! Well! Lively! Undress yourself! Little White Manka, or you, Tamarochka, give her dry drawers, warm stockings and slippers. Well, now," she turned to Liubka, "tell us, you idiot, all that happened to you!"
"I'm going with forty, going with an ace of spades a ten-spot, Mannechka, if you please. I'm through. Fifty-seven, eleven, sixty-eight. How much have you?" "Thirty," says Manka in an offended tone, pouting her lips; "oh, it's all very well for you you remember all the plays. Deal ... Well, what's after that, Tamarochka?" she turns to her friend. "You talk on I'm listening."
I am all at your will: if you want to, we start off for Odessa; if you want to abroad. Finish it up as soon as possible! ..." "Soon, soon..." "You just wink at me, and I'm all ready ... with powders, with instruments, with passports ... And then choo-choo! The machine is off! Tamarochka! My angel! ... My precious, my sparkler! ..."
And ours, besides that, is old and stupid..." And suddenly, with some unusual effort of the will Jennka stopped her tears just as unexpectedly as she had started crying. "Come to me, Tamarochka," she said. "Of course, you won't chatter too much?" "Of course not." And they returned into Jennka's room, both of them calm and restrained. Simeon walked into the room.
But in the way in which he so carefully, with a certain force, seated her in her place could be seen a broad, good-natured endearment. "How do you do, Tamarochka! Haven't seen you in a long time I grew weary ... Do you want coffee?" "No! Business first ... To-morrow we bury Jennka ... She hanged herself..." "Yes, I read it in a newspaper," carelessly drawled out Senka through his teeth.
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