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Kolosov at last got sick of my reproaches.... He got up and put on his cap. 'Where are you going? 'For a walk; you and Puzyritsin have given me a headache between you. 'You are angry with me? 'No, he answered, smiling his sweet smile, and holding out his hand to me. 'Well, anyway, what do you wish me to tell Varia? 'Eh? ... He thought a little.
He stopped all at once, stretched his hand out in front of him, and said: 'Here, this is where we are going. I saw a small dark house; two little windows showed a dim light in the fog. 'In this house, Kolosov went on, 'lives a man called Sidorenko, a retired lieutenant, with his sister, an old maid, and his daughter.
After supper, Kolosov and I promptly took up our caps, which did not, however, prevent the lieutenant from saying, with a yawn: 'You've paid us a long visit, gentlemen; it's time to say good-bye. Varia accompanied Kolosov into the passage: 'When are you coming, Andrei Nikolaevitch? she whispered to him. 'In a few days, for certain. 'Bring him too, she added, with a very sly smile.
It struck eight. Kolosov got up, went to the window, drummed on the panes, turned swiftly round to me, tried to say something ... and sat down on a chair without a word. I took his hand. 'Kolosov, truly, truly I deserve your confidence! He looked straight into my eyes.
She was not very pretty, rather pale, rather thin; but never before or since have I seen such hair, such eyes. We finished the rubber somehow; I paid up, Sidorenko lighted his pipe and grumbled: 'Well, now it's time for supper! Kolosov presented me to Varia, that is, to Varvara Ivanovna, the daughter of Ivan Semyonitch. Varia was embarrassed; I too was embarrassed.
Console her, Nikolai; you love her, you know. 'Yes, I have grown fond of her, certainly.... 'You love her, repeated Kolosov, and he looked me straight in the face. I turned away without a word, and we separated. On reaching home, I was in a perfect fever.
'What about that...what the devil's his name? is he gone? 'No, I'm still here, answered Kolosov, going up to the door; 'are you better now? 'Yes, answered the lieutenant; 'come in here, my good sir. Kolosov went in. Sidorenko looked at him, and reluctantly observed: 'Well, thanks; come sometimes and see me what's your name? who the devil's to know? 'Kolosov, answered Andrei.
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