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Frau Lenore was completely softened at last, and already called Sanin 'Dimitri, shook her finger affectionately at him, and promised she would punish him for his treachery.

"Father Dimitri was obviously a well-educated and very courteous person. He had studied in various parts of Europe and spoke several languages fluently.

"No, it beats my comprehension entirely, and that's a fact; so fill up your glass. I hope it's not treason; but if it is, I can't help saying it. My good friend Dimitri " "Stop," said Dimitri, rising and shutting the door, "now, what is it?" "Why, just this; I haven't seen one good-looking woman since I've been in this good-looking town of yours; now, that's the truth."

This way, Nechludoff," said Woloda's familiar voice behind me. I turned and saw my brother and Dimitri their gowns unbuttoned, and their hands waving a greeting to me threading their way through the desks. A moment's glance would have sufficed to show any one that they were second-course students persons to whom the University was as a second home.

Also, for some reason or another I began to prefer meeting Dimitri in his mother's drawing-room to being with him alone. At this period, indeed, my friendship with Dimitri hung by a hair. I had been criticising him too long not to have discovered faults in his character, for it is only in first youth that we love passionately and therefore love only perfect people.

'What has happened? calm yourself, I entreat you. 'Ah, Herr Dimitri, I am very ... very miserable! 'You are miserable? 'Ah, very! Could I have foreseen such a thing? All of a sudden, like thunder from a clear sky ... She caught her breath. 'But what is it? Explain! Would you like a glass of water?

You must go away at once.... I implore you, by everything you hold sacred, I implore you.... The people are coming " Some one passed them on the stairs. "You must go away," Anna Sergueyevna went on in a whisper. "Do you hear, Dimitri Dimitrich? I'll come to you in Moscow. I never was happy. Now I am unhappy and I shall never, never be happy, never! Don't make me suffer even more!

I would like so much to have you write something in Chinese or Persian in my album. I will introduce you to my friend, Miss Fergusson, who travels everywhere to see all the famous people in the world. She will be delighted.... Dimitri, did you hear that? this gentleman is a member of the Institute, and he has passed all his life over books." The prince nodded approval.

I thought to myself when a footman brought in tea and Dimitri had five times to beg Bezobiedoff to have a cup, for the reason that the bashful guest thought it incumbent upon him always to refuse it at first and to say, "No, help yourself." I could see that Dimitri had to put some restraint upon himself as he resumed the conversation.

"Vasika, Vasika, Vasika!" he went on, the instant that the boy had left the room, with a gradual raising of his voice at each repetition. "Vasika, lay me out a bed on the floor." "No, let ME sleep on the floor," I objected. "Well, it is all one. Lie anywhere you like," continued Dimitri in the same angry tone. "Vasika, why don't you go and do what I tell you?"