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'Otherwise it's impossible, Andrei Petrovitch. 'Well, as you like; but what an obstinate fellow you are! Insarov again made no reply. The young men made arrangements as to the day on which Insarov was to move.
Insarov, all in a tremor, rushed to her, fell on his knees before her, clasped her waist and pressed it close against his head. 'You didn't expect me? she said, hardly able to draw her breath, she had run quickly up the stairs. 'Dear one! dear one! so this is where you live? I've quickly found you. The daughter of your landlord conducted me. We arrived the day before yesterday.
Bersenyev began smoking the pipe. 'Here have I, he went on, 'taken a little house near Kuntsovo, very cheap and very roomy. In fact there is a room to spare upstairs. Insarov again made no answer.
Insarov came to meet Bersenyev directly he crossed the threshold, but he did not exclaim, 'Ah, it's you! or 'Good Heavens, what happy chance has brought you? He did not even say, 'How do you do? but simply pressed his hand and led him up to the solitary chair in the room. 'Sit down, he said, and he seated himself on the edge of the table.
Insarov had long ago made his preparations, and was burning with anxiety to get out of Moscow as soon as possible. And the doctor was urging him on. 'You need a warm climate, he told him; 'you will not get well here. Elena, too, was fretting with impatience; she was worried by Insarov's pallor, and his emaciation. She often looked with involuntary terror at his changed face.
The household was thrown into a state of bustle; a messenger galloped off to Moscow for Nikolai Artemyevitch; with him galloped the butler to buy wines, pies, and all sorts of provisions; Shubin was commissioned to hire an open carriage the coach alone was not enough and to order relays of horses to be ready; a page was twice despatched to Bersenyev and Insarov with two different notes of invitation, written by Zoya, the first in Russian, the second in French; Anna Vassilyevna herself was busy over the dresses of the young ladies for the expedition.
Insarov clasped her in his arms with redoubled warmth. 'May God so reward me then, he cried, 'if I am doing wrong! From to-day, we are one for ever! 'Am I to stay? asked Elena. 'No, my pure girl; no, my treasure. You shall go back home to-day, only keep yourself in readiness. This is a matter we can't manage straight off; we must plan it out well. We want money, a passport
Insarov did not dare to write to her, and only indirectly in his conversations with Bersenyev referred to her; but Bersenyev, with assumed carelessness, told him about his visits to the Stahovs, trying, however, to give him to understand that Elena had been deeply distressed, and that now she was calmer. Elena too did not write to Insarov; she had a plan in her head.
She poured out tea in Zoya's place, jested, chattered; she knew Shubin would be watching her, that Insarov was incapable of wearing a mask, and incapable of appearing indifferent, and she had prepared herself beforehand. She was not mistaken; Shubin never took his eyes off her, and Insarov was very silent and gloomy the whole evening.
Insarov escorted him to the door with cordial good manners, not common in Russia; and, when he was left alone, carefully took off his coat, and set to work upon sorting his papers. On the evening of the same day, Anna Vassilyevna was sitting in her drawing-room and was on the verge of weeping.
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