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If any one had told me beforehand that I, a young lady, well brought up, should go out from home alone on all sorts of made-up excuses, and to go where? to a young man's lodgings how indignant I should have been! And that has all come about, and I feel no indignation whatever. Really! she added, and turned to Insarov.
There's nothing more except to take the box down. He called his landlord. The tailor came into the room, together with his wife and daughter. He listened, slightly reeling, to Insarov's instructions, dragged the box up on to his shoulders, and ran quickly down the staircases, tramping heavily with his boots. 'Now, after the Russian custom, we must sit down, observed Insarov.
'They hardly clap that poor girl at all, said Elena, 'but I like her a thousand times better than some conceited second-rate celebrity who would grimace and attitudinise all the while for effect. This girl seems as though it were all in earnest; look, she pays no attention to the public. Insarov bent over the edge of the box, and looked attentively at Violetta.
Shubin looked at her with a playful smile on his lips. She felt annoyed, but said nothing. 'You heard, he repeated, 'Mr. Insarov is coming here. 'I heard, she replied; 'and I heard how you spoke of him. I am surprised at you, indeed. Mr. Insarov has not yet set foot in the house, and you already think fit to turn him into ridicule. Shubin was crestfallen at once.
'Because you have dared to annoy a lady, said Insarov, and suddenly he turned white, 'because you're drunk. 'Eh? me drunk? Hear what he says. Horen Sie das, Herr Provisor? I'm an officer, and he dares... Now I demand satisfaction. Einen Kuss will ich. 'If you come another step nearer began Insarov. 'Well? What then' 'I'll throw you in the water! 'In the water? Herr Je! Is that all?
Insarov read Elena's note, and at once began to set his room to rights; asked his landlady to take away the medicine-glasses, took off his dressing-gown and put on his coat. His head was swimming and his heart throbbing from weakness and delight. His knees were shaking; he dropped on to the sofa, and began to look at his watch. 'It's now a quarter to twelve, he said to himself.
Insarov was silent for an instant; then he began again to talk of Bulgaria. Elena listened to him with absorbed, profound, and mournful attention. When he had finished, she asked him once more: 'Then you would not stay in Russia for anything? And when he went away, for a long time she gazed after him. On that day he had become a different man for her.
He looked at her with such an expression of adoration, that she softly dropped her hand from his hair over his eyes. 'Dmitri! she began again, 'you don't know of course, I saw you there in that dreadful bed, I saw you in the clutches of death, unconscious. 'You saw me? 'Yes. He was silent for a little. 'And Bersenyev was here? She nodded. Insarov bowed down before her.
Do you hear, do you hear, Anna Vassilyevna? And you know, I presume, who lives there? 'Yes, I know; my husband. Nikolai Artemyevitch's eyes were starting out of his head. 'Your 'My husband, repeated Elena; 'I am married to Dmitri Nikanorovitch Insarov. 'You? married? was all Anna Vassilyevna could articulate. 'Yes, mamma.... Forgive me. A fortnight ago, we were secretly married.
Moreover, he had declared decisively to Anna Vassilyevna that he had no wish to meet Insarov, whom he persisted in calling 'the Montenegrin vagrant, and when he got to the club, he began, quite without occasion, talking of Elena's marriage, to his partner at cards, a retired general of engineers.
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