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Panaurov had got a post in another town, and had been promoted an actual civil councillor, and was now staying at the Dresden. He came to the Laptevs' almost every day to ask for money. Kish had finished his studies at last, and while waiting for Laptev to find him a job, used to spend whole days at a time with them, telling them long, tedious stories.
Panaurov expounded didactically what being in love was, and what it was due to. "We have in it an example of the action of electricity," he said in French, addressing the lady. "Every man has in his skin microscopic glands which contain currents of electricity. If you meet with a person whose currents are parallel with your own, then you get love."
And the foot he had kissed she drew under her like a bird. He felt sorry for her. She got into bed and covered her head over; he undressed and got into bed, too. In the morning they both felt confused and did not know what to talk about, and he even fancied she walked unsteadily on the foot he had kissed. Before dinner Panaurov came to say good-bye.
What put it into your head to visit your papa so suddenly?" "Well. . . . I had a little misunderstanding with my husband," said Yulia, looking at his cap. "Yes. What a queer fellow he is! All the Laptevs are queer. Your husband's all right he's nothing out of the way, but his brother Fyodor is a perfect fool." Panaurov sighed and asked seriously: "And have you a lover yet?"
They had thrust on him the care of Nina Fyodorovna, the worry of her children, and of her burial; and that coxcomb Panaurov would not trouble himself about it, and had even borrowed a hundred roubles from him and had never paid it back. "Take me to Moscow and put me in a madhouse," said the doctor. "I'm mad; I'm a simple child, as I still put faith in truth and justice."
Inside the room at the window stood Lida, with a pale and sleepy face, gazing severely at her mother. Panaurov took the candle out of Nina Fyodorovna's hand, and, frowning contemptuously, flung it on the chest of drawers. "This is awful!" he said, and his shoulders quivered. "Nina, you must lie down," he said affectionately. "Lie down, dear." She looked at him, but did not know him.
They dropped curtsies, and then went up to Laptev, who had to make the sign of the cross and give them his hand to kiss also. This ceremony with the hand-kissing and curtsying was repeated every evening. When the children had gone out Panaurov laid aside the newspaper and said: "It's not very lively in our God-fearing town!
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