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Byelovzorov came in; I felt relieved to see him. 'I've not been able to find you a quiet horse, he said in a sulky voice; 'Freitag warrants one, but I don't feel any confidence in it, I am afraid. 'What are you afraid of? said Zinaida; 'allow me to inquire? 'What am I afraid of? Why, you don't know how to ride. Lord save us, what might happen!
'Sell me your lot, Byelovzorov growled suddenly just in my ear. 'I'll give you a hundred roubles. I answered the hussar with such an indignant look, that Zinaida clapped her hands, while Lushin cried, 'He's a fine fellow! 'But, as master of the ceremonies, he went on, 'it's my duty to see that all the rules are kept. M'sieu Voldemar, go down on one knee. That is our regulation.
My father gathered up the reins, moved away from Zinaida, she slowly raised her eyes to him, and both galloped off ... Byelovzorov flew after them, his sabre clattering behind him. 'He's as red as a crab, I reflected, 'while she ... why's she so pale? out riding the whole morning, and pale? I redoubled my pace, and got home just at dinner-time.
What whim is this has come over you all of a sudden? 'Come, that's my business, Sir Wild Beast. 'Oh, indeed, retorted Byelovzorov, 'you mean to go out riding with him then? 'With him or with some one else is nothing to do with you. Only not with you, anyway. 'Not with me, repeated Byelovzorov. 'As you wish. Well, I shall find you a horse. 'Yes, only mind now, don't send some old cow.
You, Byelovzorov, would have challenged him to a duel; you, Meidanov, would have written an epigram on him ... No, though, you can't write epigrams, you would have made up a long poem on him in the style of Barbier, and would have inserted your production in the Telegraph. You, Nirmatsky, would have borrowed ... no, you would have lent him money at high interest; you, doctor,... she stopped.
'It's unfair, repeated in chorus Byelovzorov and the gentleman described as a retired captain, a man of forty, pock-marked to a hideous degree, curly-headed as a negro, round-shouldered, bandy-legged, and dressed in a military coat without epaulets, worn unbuttoned. 'Write him a ticket, I tell you, repeated the young princess. 'What's this mutiny?
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