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Updated: September 4, 2025
As she went towards the other room, Lialia, doubting and distressed, felt as if she were frozen. It seemed as though she were wandering in a dark wood. She glanced at a mirror, and saw the reflection of her own rueful countenance. "He shall just see me looking like this!" she thought. Riasantzeff was standing in the dining-room, saying in his remarkably pleasant voice to Nicolai Yegorovitch;
Erect and resolute, he strode onward, an imposing spectre in the silent night. The news that two persons had committed suicide on the same night spread rapidly through the little town. It was Ivanoff who told Yourii. The latter had just come back from a lesson, and was at work upon a portrait of Lialia.
As for Sarudine, he'll be delighted to sing; it doesn't matter where, so long as he can sing. This will attract a good many of his brother- officers, and we shall get a full house." "You ought to ask Sina Karsavina," said Lialia, looking wistfully at her brother. "He surely can't have forgotten," she thought. "How can he discuss this stupid concert, whilst I ..."
Still somewhat embarrassed, Lialia sat down obediently at the table and began fingering in desultory fashion some of the green and red pamphlets which were heaped upon it.
Outside the town they overtook another carriage containing Lialia, Yourii, Riasantzeff, Novikoff, Ivanoff and Semenoff. They were cramped and uncomfortable, yet all were merry and in high spirits. Only Yourii, after last night's talk, was puzzled by Semenoff's behaviour. He could not understand how the latter could laugh and joke like the others.
Lialia rose, and, leaning against the balustrade, went trembling and in tears towards her room. "My dear little mistress, tell me, what is it? Shall I call the master, Yourii Nicolaijevitch?" Nicolai Yegorovitch at that moment came out of his study, walking in slow, measured fashion. He stopped short in the doorway, amazed at the sight of Lialia. "What has happened?" "Oh! nothing!
"Very well; and Ludmilla Nicolaievna will invite Karsavina and Olga Ivanovna." "Who are they?" asked Yourii once more. Lialia laughed. "You will see!" she said, kissing the tips of her fingers and looking very mysterious. "Aha!" said Yourii, smiling. "Well, we shall see what we shall see!" After some hesitation, Novikoff with an air of indifference, remarked: "We might ask the Sanines too."
Yourii looked at her, and said with a smile. "I am never merry." At this Lialia laughed, as though he had said something vastly droll. "Very well, Knight of the Rueful Countenance, if you aren't you aren't. Never mind, come with me, and I will introduce you to a charming young man. Come!" So saying she took her brother's hand, and laughingly led him along. "Stop! Who is this charming young man?"
"My fiance," cried Lialia, as, joyful and confused, she twisted sharply round so that her gown was puffed out. Yourii knew already, from his father's and sister's letters, that a young doctor recently established in the town had been paying court to Lialia, but he was not aware that their engagement was a fait accompli. "You don't say so?" said he, in amazement.
His father was engaged, either at the club or with household matters, and Lialia and Riasantzeff found the presence of a third person embarrassing, so that Yourii avoided their society. It thus became his habit to go to bed early and not to rise till the midday meal.
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