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He walked twice up and down the room, as his habit was, clearing his throat, and stretching out his long limbs; then he stood a minute facing me in silence, and in silence he seated himself in a corner. I had known Pasinkov a very long while, almost from childhood. He had been brought up at the same private school, kept by a German, Winterkeller, at which I had spent three years.
Idealists, as we all know, are all but extinct in these days; there are none of them, at any rate, among the young people of to day. So much the worse for the young people of to-day! About three years I spent with Pasinkov, 'soul in soul, as the saying is. I was the confidant of his first love. With what grateful sympathy and intentness I listened to his avowal!
'Well, that's very praiseworthy! responded the fat man, and he began to descend the staircase. He was obviously tired of me. I went in to Pasinkov. 'Have you seen the local Aesculapius? he asked. 'Yes, I answered. 'What I like about him, remarked Pasinkov, 'is his astounding composure. A doctor ought to be phlegmatic, oughtn't he? It's so encouraging for the patient.
I opened the book, and was disconcerted; I had chanced upon 'The Last Will. I tried to turn over the page, but Pasinkov noticed my action and said hurriedly: 'No, no, no, read what turned up. There was no getting out of it; I read 'The Last Will. 'Splendid thing! said Pasinkov, directly I had finished the last verse. 'Splendid thing!
Now, here I am going to get completely cured.... The government God give them all good health! have provided the cash. Pasinkov let his head fall back on the pillow, exhausted, and ceased speaking. A faint flush suffused his cheeks. He closed his eyes. 'He can't talk much, Elisei, who had not left the room, murmured in an undertone.
Mercy on us! what didn't we talk about that day! ... The favourite poems we read to one another! I began begging him to move and come and live with me, but he would not consent. He promised, however, to come every day to see me, and he kept his word. In soul, too, Pasinkov was unchanged. He showed himself just the same idealist as I had always known him.
'Well, I, brother, he began and his lips were quivering 'am no match for you there; I've not got over caring for her to this day. 'What! I cried in indescribable amazement; 'did you love her? 'I loved her, said Pasinkov slowly, and he put both hands behind his head. 'How I loved her, God only knows.
I regarded the long, gawky lad, in a shapeless coat and short trousers, which showed his coarse thread stockings, as some sort of page-boy, one of the house-serfs at best, a person of the working class. Pasinkov was extremely courteous and gentle to everybody, though he never sought the society of any one.
'Nothing but passion could to some extent excuse you, he began at last. 'Are you in love then with the younger Zlotnitsky? 'Yes. Pasinkov was silent again for a little. 'I thought so. And you went to her to-day and began reproaching her?... 'Yes, yes, yes!... I articulated desperately. 'Now you can despise me.... Pasinkov walked a couple of times up and down the room.
'You certainly don't understand me, I said, hastily getting up; 'and so allow me, instead of verbal explanation, to send you something ... 'But what is it? she inquired. 'Don't be alarmed, Sophia Nikolaevna, it's nothing to do with me. I bowed, and went back to my room, took out the little silken bag I had taken off Pasinkov, and sent it to Sophia Nikolaevna with the following note
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