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He asked both the women to sit down, while he remained standing before them, and gesticulating with his hands and ruffling up his hair, he told them all his story; his meeting with Polozov, his proposed expedition to Wiesbaden, the chance of selling the estate. 'Imagine my happiness, he cried in conclusion: 'things have taken such a turn that I may even, perhaps, not have to go to Russia!
Polozov, too, looked at him, and went away without taking leave of him. 'Well, tell me, tell me, said Maria Nikolaevna eagerly, setting both her bare elbows on the table and impatiently tapping the nails of one hand against the nails of the other, 'Is it true, they say, you are going to be married?
'You mean at lunch? 'Yes. 'Delighted, it's much pleasanter to eat in company. You're not a great talker, are you? 'I think not. 'So much the better. Polozov went on. Sanin walked beside him. And Sanin speculated Polozov's lips were glued together, again he snorted heavily, and waddled along in silence Sanin speculated in what way had this booby succeeded in catching a rich and beautiful wife.
'Is Maria Nikolaevna at home? inquired Polozov. 'Yes, sir. Madam is pleased to be dressing. Madam is pleased to be dining to-night at the Countess Lasunsky's. 'Ah! there?... Stay! There are things there in the carriage; get them all yourself and bring them up. And you, Dmitri Pavlovitch, added Polozov, 'take a room for yourself and come in in three-quarters of an hour. We will dine together.
Sanin overtook the figure walking in front of him, turned round.... A broad, yellowish face, little pig's eyes, with white lashes and eyebrows, a short flat nose, thick lips that looked glued together, a round smooth chin, and that expression, sour, sluggish, and mistrustful yes; it was he, it was Ippolit Polozov! 'Isn't my lucky star working for me again? flashed through Sanin's mind. 'Polozov!
'It was very well for him to shout, "Trot!" Polozov went on with sudden vehemence, 'But me! how about me? I thought to myself, "You can take your honours and epaulettes and leave me in peace!" But ... you asked about my wife? What my wife is? A person like any one else. Don't wear your heart upon your sleeve with her she doesn't like that.
Polozov listened to him in silence, his eyes straying from time to time to the door, by which the luncheon was to appear. The luncheon did appear at last. The head-waiter, accompanied by two other attendants, brought in several dishes under silver covers. 'Is the property in the Tula province? said Polozov, seating himself at the table, and tucking a napkin into his shirt collar. 'Yes.
Sanin agreed readily; he was afraid that Polozov would begin talking again about lambs and ewes and fat tails. The host and the visitor both adjourned to the drawing-room, the waiter brought in the cards, and the game began, not, of course, for money. At this innocent diversion Maria Nikolaevna found them on her return from the Countess Lasunsky's.
After having admired him for a couple of minutes, Sanin was on the point of speaking, of breaking this hallowed silence, when suddenly the door from the next room was thrown open, and in the doorway appeared a young and beautiful lady in a white silk dress trimmed with black lace, and with diamonds on her arms and neck Maria Nikolaevna Polozov.
Four hours later, Maria Nikolaevna and Sanin, accompanied by the groom, who was nodding in the saddle, returned to Wiesbaden, to the hotel. Polozov met his wife with the letter to the overseer in his hand. After staring rather intently at her, he showed signs of some displeasure on his face, and even muttered, 'You don't mean to say you've won your bet?
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