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Then he began talking about the melon-fields and other personal matters, Yourii feeling only more and more embarrassed, although he rather liked listening to it all. Footsteps were heard approaching. A little red dog with a curly white tail appeared in the light, sniffing at Yourii and Riasantzeff, and rubbing itself against Sanine's knees, who patted its rough coat.
If I like, I'll give myself to the devil!" Thus she made sudden answer to her thoughts, holding her bare arms above her head so that her bosom shook. "Aren't you asleep yet, Lida?" said Sanine's voice outside the window. Lida started back in alarm, and then, with a smile, flung a shawl round her shoulders as she approached the window. "What a fright you gave me!" she said.
Though Yourii thought Riasantzeff was little better than a brute to himself, he was glad to hear the latter abuse Sanine to Sina when she defended him. However, as she noticed Yourii's look of annoyance, she said no more. Secretly, she was much pleased by Sanine's strength and pluck, and was quite unwilling to accept Riasantzeff's denouncement of duelling as just.
She felt unspeakably happy beneath Sanine's burning caress, and in that moment cared not who it was that kissed her, just as a flower warmed by the sun never asks whence comes such warmth. "What is the matter with me?" she thought, pleasurably alarmed. "Ah! yes! I wanted to drown myself ... how silly! And for what? Oh! that's nice! Again! Again! Now, I'll kiss you! It's lovely!
He shut his eyes, and put faith in Sanine's words. "Well, and if they really did flirt a bit, that's over and ended now. After all, what is it to you if a girl like Lida, young and fancy-free, has had a little amusement of this sort? Without any great effort of memory I expect you could recall at least a dozen such flirtations of a far more dangerous kind, too."
Soloveitchik, apparently delighted, accepted the proffered arm, thrust his cap on the back of his head, and walked along as if, instead of Sanine's arm, it was something precious that he was holding. His mouth seemed to reach from ear to ear.
Riasantzeff, as he winked to Kousma, said: "Grandfather, hadn't you better keep an eye on your granddaughter, eh?" "What's the good!" replied Kousma, with a careless gesture. "Youth is youth." "He! He!" laughed the old man in his turn, as with his fingers he plucked a red-hot coal from the fire. Sanine's laugh was heard in the darkness.
"I would come with you if she were not so thoroughly convinced that I am her brother." Lida winced somewhat, and glanced swiftly at Sanine, as she laughed, a short, nervous laugh. Maria Ivanovna was obviously displeased. "Why do you talk in that stupid way?" she bluntly exclaimed. "I suppose you think it is original?" "I really never thought about it at all," was Sanine's rejoinder.
Faintly the little yellow flame of the match flickered in the gloom. A sudden gust of wind swept it away. One big drop of rain splashed the boat, and another fell on to Sanine's brow. Then came the downpour. Pattering on the leaves, the rain hissed as it touched the surface of the water.
It was plain that Sanine's remark about his health and good looks had pleased him, and yet it had made him feel shy as a girl. "There's one thing that you want," said Sanine, pensively. "And what is that?" "A just conception of life.
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