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Peasants walking along behind their carts turned to look at them, and market-women and girls as they rattled past in rickety traps pointed at the wayfarers amid bursts of merry, mocking laughter. Ivanoff took not the slightest notice of them, but Sanine smiled and nodded in response.
Here is Ivanoff from Odessa or Tiflis, in the white peaked cap and high boots dear to every Russian, haggling over the price of a carpet with Ali Mahomet of Bokhára; there Chung-Yang, who has drifted here from Pekin through Siberia, with a cargo of worthless tea, vainly endeavouring to palm it off on that grave-looking Parsee, who, unfortunately for the Celestial, is not quite such a fool as he looks.
The Polytechnic student, Ivanoff, and Novikoff all began to argue at once, and through clouds of tobacco-smoke hot, angry faces could be seen, while words and phrases were hopelessly blent in a bewildering chaos devoid at last of all meaning. Dubova gazed at the lamp, listening and dreaming.
Sarudine started, fearful lest his words about Lida Sanina should have been heard by some one else. But Ivanoff had hailed him from the roadway, and was not even visible. "Yes, yes, he's at home!" cried Sarudine from the window. In the ante-room there was a noise of laughter and clattering of feet, as if the house were being invaded by a merry crowd.
I went into my room to read the letter, and I was astonished to find it signed "Charles Ivanoff." He dated it from Pistoia, and told me that in his poverty and misfortune he had appealed to an Englishman who was leaving Florence for Lucca, and had generously given him a bill of exchange for two hundred crowns, which he had written in his presence. It was made payable to bearer.
As a result of his propaganda many prominent members of the orthodox church were won over. On the death of Akoumina, the rôle of Holy Virgin was taken by the Canoness Anastasia, of the convent of Ivanoff, and as time went on many of the aristocracy of Moscow and other parts came to swell the ranks of the believers in the "living Christs."
"To say a mass for our departed friend," replied Ivanoff, with brutal jocularity. "You had better come with us. What's the good of being always alone?" Feeling sad and dispirited, Yourii did not find Sanine and Ivanoff as distasteful to him as usual. "Very well, I will," he replied, but suddenly recollecting his superiority, he thought to himself, "what have I really in common with such fellows?
Let him who likes worry about it; as for me, I mean to live!" "Let us all have a drink on the strength of it!" suggested Ivanoff. "But you believe in God, don't you?" said Ilitsch, looking at Sanine with bleared eyes. "Nowadays nobody believes in anything not even in that which is easy of belief." Sanine laughed. "Yes, I believe in God.
Wide-eyed he stared at Sarudine, at the blood, and the dirty sand on the snow-white tunic, trembling all the while, as his lips moved feebly. Ivanoff angrily pulled him along, but Soloveitchik shook him off with surprising vehemence, and he then clung to the trunk of a tree, as if he wished to resist being dragged away by main force. "Oh! why, why, did you do that?" he whimpered.
But Sina was so pretty and looked at him with those dark eyes of hers in such a pleading way that he gravely replied: "I thought them quite charming and melodious." Sina smiled, surprised that such praise could please her so much. "Ah I you don't know my Sinotschka yet!" said Lialia, "she is all that is beautiful and melodious." "You don't say so!" exclaimed Ivanoff.
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