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Say that I'm not well, that my head aches." "I have already told him, anyway, that Zociya had opened the door unsuccessfully and hit you on the head; and that you're lying down with a cold pack. But the only thing is, is it worth while, Jennechka?" "Whether it's worth while or not, that's not your business, Tamara," answered Jennka rudely.
Jennka straightened up on the bed, fixed Liubka with her dry, burning, yet seemingly weeping eyes, and asked brokenly: "Have you eaten anything to-day?" "No. Neither yesterday, nor to-day. Nothing." "Listen, Jennechka," asked Vanda quietly, "suppose I give her some white wine? And Verka meanwhile will run to the kitchen for meat? What?" "Do as you know best. Of course, that's all right.
"Very well...Let's go then! In whatever way I can, I'm always at your service, in everything. I love you very much, Jennka!" She looked at him sadly and gratefully. "I know this, Serge Ivanovich; that's why I've come." "You need money, perhaps? Just say so. I haven't got much with me, myself; but the gang will trust me with an advance." "No, thanks...it isn't that at all.
All the three women vociferated together, and at once enraged wails resounded through all the corridors and rooms of the establishment. Only after the lapse of an hour was order restored by Simeon and two comrades by profession who had come to his aid. All the thirteen girls got it hot; but Jennka, who had gone into a real frenzy, more than the others.
Jennka closed her eyes and shook her head in negation. Tamara moved away from her a little, but continued to stroke her shoulder gently. "It's your affair, Jennechka. I daren't butt into your soul. I only asked because you're the only being who..." Jennka with decision suddenly jumped out of bed, seized Tamara by the hand and said abruptly and commandingly: "All right!
But she was equally sincere on that strange, night-marish evening when she, through the might of talent, had prostrated the proud Jennka at her feet, as well as now, when she recalled it with fatigue, indolence, and artistic disdain.
Well, and now think: every one of us has been abused so, when we were children! ... Children! ..." passionately moaned out Jennka and covered her eyes for a moment with her palm.
The girls just simply adore Lafitte with lemonade." "And what are the prices?" "No dearer than money. As is the rule in all good establishments a bottle of Lafitte five roubles, four bottles of lemonade at a half each, that's two roubles, and only seven in all..." "That'll do you, Zociya," Jennka stopped her indifferently, "it's a shame to take advantage of boys. Even five is enough.
He turned around to her call, and drew in the air in a short, jerky gust, as though he had gasped: he had never yet in his life met anywhere, even in pictures, such a beautiful expression of tenderness, sorrow, and womanly silent reproach, as the one he was just now beholding in the eyes of Jennka, filled with tears.
At times brawls would spring up between the drunken, trouble-making company and the porters of all the establishments, who had gathered on the run for the relief of a fellow porter a brawl, during which the window-panes and the decks of grand-pianos were broken, when the legs of the plush chairs were wrenched out for weapons, blood ran over the parquet floor of the drawing room and the steps of the stairs, and people with pierced sides and broken heads fell down into the dirt near the street entrance, to the feral, avid delight of Jennka, who, with burning eyes, with happy laughter, went into the thickest of the melee, slapped herself on the hips, swore and sicked them on, while her mates were squealing from fear and hiding under the beds.
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