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If he begins to abuse himself, he humbles himself into the dust come, one thinks, he will never dare to face the light of day after that. Not a bit of it! It only cheers him up, as if he'd treated himself to a glass of grog. Pandalevsky was a little afraid of Rudin, and cautiously tried to win his favour. Volintsev had got on to curious terms with him.
Besides, I am doubtful, I must confess, whether my visit could afford you any pleasure. 'Oh, no! why? Pandalevsky sighed and dropped his eyes expressively. 'Good-bye, Alexandra Pavlovna! he said after a slight pause; then he bowed and turned back. Alexandra Pavlovna turned round and went home. Konstantin Diomiditch, too, walked homewards.
It is true that Pandalevsky discovered that Darya Mihailovna had preserved her magnificent eyes in a marvellous way; but we have seen that Pandalevsky also maintained that all Europe knew her. She kept open house in the country, that is, she received men, especially unmarried ones; provincial ladies she could not endure. But what of the treatment she received from those ladies in return?
His long hook nose, his large expressionless prominent eyes, his thick red lips, and retreating forehead, and his jet black hair, everything about him suggested an Oriental extraction; but the young man gave his surname as Pandalevsky and spoke of Odessa as his birthplace, though he was brought up somewhere in White Russia at the expense of a rich and benevolent widow.
'Why, were you asking your way of that girl, am I to suppose? said Bassistoff, shifting his eyes to right and to left. He felt that Pandalevsky was looking him straight in the face, and this fact was exceedingly unpleasant to him. 'I repeat, a materialist and nothing more. 'You certainly prefer to see only the prosaic side in everything.
Lezhnyov? inquired Pandalevsky, as though he were surprised. 'Yes, Mihailo Mihailitch Lezhnyov, replied Volintsev. 'Well, good-bye; it's time I was off to the field; they are sowing your buckwheat. Mr. Pandalevsky will escort you home. And Volintsev rode off at a trot. 'With the greatest of pleasure! cried Konstantin Diomiditch, offering Alexandra Pavlovna his arm.
Constantin, said Darya Mihailovna, when Pandalevsky came into the drawing-room, 'is Alexandrine coming? 'Alexandra Pavlovna asked me to thank you, and they will be extremely delighted, replied Konstantin Diomiditch, bowing affably in all directions, and running his plump white hand with its triangular cut nails through his faultlessly arranged hair. 'And is Volintsev coming too? 'Yes.
Alexandra Pavlovna had the glance and the smile of a child; other ladies found her a little simple.... Could one wish for anything more? 'Darya Mihailovna sent you to me, did you say? she asked Pandalevsky. 'Yes; she sent me, he answered, pronouncing the letter s like the English th. 'She particularly wishes and told me to beg you very urgently to be so good as to dine with her to-day.
I must tell you that my mother knows everything. Mr. Pandalevsky saw us the day before yesterday, and he told her of our meeting. He was always mamma's spy. She called me in to her yesterday. 'Good God! cried Rudin, 'this is terrible.... What did your mother say? 'She was not angry with me, she did not scold me, but she reproached me for my want of discretion. 'That was all?
Pandalevsky laughed. 'Capital! put in Rudin, 'it follows that there is no such thing as conviction according to you? 'No, it doesn't exist. 'Is that your conviction? 'Yes. 'How do you say that there are none then? Here you have one at the very first turn. All in the room smiled and looked at one another. 'One minute, one minute, but , Pigasov was beginning.
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