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"Please keep the secret; I will come back to-morrow morning." Liza was thoroughly amazed. At that moment Panshine appeared in the doorway. She put the newspaper in her pocket. Liza replied vaguely as she passed out of the room, and then went up-stairs. Lavretsky returned into the drawing room and approached the card table.
Petersburg. A modest, but pretty set of rooms had been found for her there by Panshine, who had left the province of O. rather earlier than she did. During the latter part of his stay in O., he had completely lost Madame Kalitine's good graces. He had suddenly given up visiting her, and indeed scarcely stirred away from Lavriki. Varvara Pavlovna had enslaved literally enslaved him.
In another minute he had crossed the hall and entered the drawing-room, flourishing his whip in the air. At the same moment there appeared on the threshold of another doorway a tall, well-made, dark-haired girl of nineteen Maria Dmitrievna's elder daughter, Liza. The young man whom we have just introduced to our readers was called Vladimir Nikolaevich Panshine. He occupied a post at St.
Varvara was obliged to promise to come and dine to-morrow, and to bring Ada with her. Gedeonovsky, who had all but gone to sleep as he sat in a corner, offered to escort her home. Panshine bowed gravely to all the party; afterwards, as he stood on the steps after seeing Varvara into her carriage, he gave her hand a gentle pressure, and exclaimed, as she drove away, "Au revoir!"
"You are so good as to say that I won your money," said Gedeonovsky; "but who won fifteen roubles from me last week? And besides " "Ah, rogue, rogue!" interrupted Panshine, in a pleasant tone, but with an air of indifference bordering on contempt, and then, without paying him any further attention, he accosted Liza. "I cannot get the overture to Oberon here," he began.
Where he was obliged, he was respectful; where he could, he was overbearing. Altogether, an excellent companion, un charmant garçon. The Promised Land lay before him. Panshine soon fathomed the secret of worldly wisdom, and succeeded in inspiring himself with a genuine respect for its laws.
Was the most ordinary and inevitable, though always unexpected, of occurrences death? Yes. But yet it was not so much his wife's death, his own freedom, that he was thinking about, as this what answer will Liza give to Panshine? He felt that in the course of the last three days he had begun to look on Liza with different eyes.
Panshine showed him exaggerated politeness; Lemm had become misanthropical, and scarcely even returned his greeting; and, worst of all, Liza seemed to avoid him. Whenever she happened to be left alone with him, she manifested symptoms of embarrassment, instead of the frank manner of former days. On such occasions she did not know what to say to him; and even he felt confused.
"What are you saying, Vladimir Nikolaevich? This German is a poor, lonely, broken man; and you feel no pity for him! you feel tempted to tease him!" Panshine seemed a little disconcerted. "You are right, Lizaveta Mikhailovna," he said "The fault is entirely due to my perpetual thoughtlessness. No, do not contradict me. I know myself well. My thoughtlessness has done me no slight harm.
Panshine bent his head politely, as far as his shirt-collar permitted him, declared that he had already been convinced of the exceptional nature of her talents, and all but brought round the conversation to the subject of Metternich himself.
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