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Each looked straight into the other's eyes, and Ivanoff turned away in confusion, as if he had seen a distorted reflection of his own face in a mirror. Crossing the yard, Sanine went indoors while Ivanoff waited in the dark garden, with its sombre shadows and its odour of decay. The leaves rustled under his feet as he approached Sanine's bedroom-window.
The whole southern group, from the Nida to the Sereth inclusive, was under the supreme command of General Ivanoff.
"Well, as regards vice there will always be plenty of that," observed Ivanoff, and although no one thought such a remark either witty or wise, it provoked hearty laughter. As they were having tea, it was the sunset hour. The river gleamed like gold, and through the trees fell slanting rays of warm red light.
"I'm going to see what they are about, in there," replied Sanine, pointing to the closed door. "Don't be a fool I Sit down and have a drink!" said Ivanoff. "You're the fool!" rejoined Sanine, as he went out. On reaching a narrow side-street where nettles grew in profusion, Sanine bethought himself of the exact spot which Sarudine's windows overlooked.
"Yes Schafroff, Svarogitsch, Ivanoff ..." "Oh! Yourii Nicolaijevitsch is with you, is he?" asked Sina, and she blushed. To utter the name of him she loved sent a thrill through her as though she were looking down into some precipice. "Why do you ask?" "Because er I met him," she answered, blushing deeper. "Well, good-bye!" Sanine gently held her proffered hand in his.
Am I to drink their vodka, and talk commonplaces?" He was on the point of turning back, but he felt such an utter horror of solitude that he went along with them. Ivanoff and Sanine proffered no remarks, and thus in silence they reached the former's lodging. It was already quite dark. At the door, the figure of a man could be dimly seen. He had a thick stick with a crooked handle.
Like Yourii, she did not consider that he was qualified to lay down the law like that. "Wonderfully civilized, certainly," sneered Ivanoff, "to shoot a man's nose off, or run him through the body." "Is a blow in the face any better?" "I certainly think that it is. What harm can a fist do? A bruise is soon healed. You won't find that a blow with the fist ever hurt anybody much."
"A fool, that's what you are! Gently! Don't make such a noise," said Sanine, as they crept along through the fragrant grass and rustling reeds. "Look there!" whispered Ivanoff, excitedly. From the smart frocks, hats and petticoats lying on the grass, it was evident that the party of bathers had come out from the town.
"Why should they hurry?" replied Ivanoff, "It is a great mistake to do anything in a hurry." "And Sina, I suppose she is the heroine sans peur et sans reproche?" said Lida ironically. Tanaroff's thoughts were too much for him at this juncture. He burst out laughing, and then looked thoroughly sheepish. Lida, her hands on her hips and swaying gracefully to and fro, turned to look at him.
A great many of them have killed a man or woman when mad with vodka; some of the others have done it in a fit of jealousy; a few perhaps out of vengeance for some great wrong. The rest, I grant, are thoroughly bad. "By the way, my name is Osip Ivanoff. There are two or three decent fellows in our ward. I will introduce you to them this evening. It makes it pleasanter keeping together.
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