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That, he said, was because "people of his sort" were more sensitive, more highly-strung; and he agreed that they were far better out of the world. Then, becoming intensely depressed, he almost wept. He now recollected with shame how he had been on the point of telling Ivanoff of his love-episode with Sina, and had almost flung the honour of that pure, lovely girl at the feet of this truculent sot.
"The inn-keeper here," said he, "discounted the bill, the Russian has gone off, and when I told him that it was a forgery he said that he knew Charles Ivanoff had it of you, and that thus he had made no difficulty in cashing it; but now he wants you to return him two hundred crowns." "Then he will be disappointed!"
"Lucky man!" replied Sanine. "Not entirely," added Ivanoff, with a droll expression of discontent, "for he's forgotten the glasses." "Never mind! We can manage, somehow." Full of the sheer joy of living in this warm sunlight and green shade, Sanine climbed up a tree and began cutting off a bough with his knife, while Ivanoff watched him as the little white chips kept falling on to the turf below.
"Because she's a goose," replied Ivanoff. "What a lot of tomfoolery people choose to believe, don't they?" So saying, he finished making the last cigarette, which he lighted, putting the others in his leather cigarette-case. Then he blew away the tobacco left on the window-sill, and, vaulting over it, joined Sanine. "What shall we do this evening?" he asked.
What followed was for those living wholly beyond the pale of their thought or comprehension. "Come to my place, and we will hold a memorial service for the departed," said Ivanoff to Sanine. The latter nodded his acceptance. On the way, they bought vodka and hors d'oeuvres, and overtook Yourii Svarogitsch, who was walking slowly along the boulevard, looking much depressed.
Then they sat down on the grass and did ample justice to their appetising little meal. "I can't wait any longer. I'm going to bathe." So saying, Ivanoff hastily stripped, and, as he could not swim, he plunged into shallow water where the even sandy bottom was clearly visible. "It's lovely!" he cried, jumping about, and splashing wildly.
An intimate view of some of the Russian generals and their troops is presented in the following description from the pen of the official English press representative: "The head of the higher command, General Alexeieff, early in the Galician campaign clearly proved, as chief of staff to General Ivanoff, his extraordinary capacity to direct an advance.
"Let us go and see Soloveitchik," suggested Sanine. "Oh! no!" "Why not?" "I don't like him. He is such a worm." Sanine shrugged his shoulders. "Not worse than others. Come along." "All right," said Ivanoff, who always agreed to anything that Sanine proposed. So they both went along the street together. Soloveitchik, however, was not at home.
"Let us see," said the usher, and drawing a sheet of paper from his pocket, began to call the names of the jury, looking at those that responded to their names now through his pince-nez, now over it. "Counsilor of State E. M. Nikiforoff." "Here," said the portly gentleman, who was familiar with all the litigations. "Retired Colonel Ivan Semionovich Ivanoff."
"And what does he say?" exclaimed Yourii. Ivanoff shrugged his shoulders. He was in no mood to discuss Sanine with Yourii, and he answered, not without irritation. "Nothing. What has it to do with him?" "Anyhow, he was the cause of it," said Lialia. "Yes, but what business had that fool to attack him? It is not Sanine's fault.
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