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"It's impossible to arrest her in any case," Sipiagin remarked thoughtfully; "perhaps she will think better of it and return. I'll write her a note, if I may." "Do please. You may be quite sure... nous offrerons le quidam ... mais nous sommes galants avec les dames et avec celle-la donc!" "But you've made no arrangements about this Solomin," Kollomietzev exclaimed plaintively.
SIPIAGIN had barely crossed the threshold when Paklin jumped up, and rushing across to Nejdanov began showering congratulations upon him. "What a fine catch!" he exclaimed laughing, scarcely able to stand still. "Do you know who he is? He's quite a celebrity, a chamberlain, one of our pillars of society, a future minister!" "I have never heard of him," Nejdanov remarked dejectedly.
Then followed the usual polite signature and a postscript written in the first person: "I hope that you will not refuse to take dinner with us quite simply. No dress clothes." It was just a simple note, not sealed with wax but merely stuck down, containing the following lines: "Do please come. You're wanted badly and may be extremely useful. I need hardly say not to Mr. Sipiagin."
"I think," Sipiagin went on, bending forward and touching Nejdanov with the tips of his fingers, "that decent people can settle such things in two words. I will give you a hundred roubles a month and all travelling expenses. Will you come?" Nejdanov blushed. "That is more than I wanted to ask... because I "
Sipiagin was far more excited than his visitor, and calling out once more, "Why don't they give me my hat," he, the stately dignitary, rushed out like a frolicsome schoolboy. While her husband was talking to Solomin, Valentina Mihailovna looked at him stealthily, trying to make out this new "young man."
Nejdanov did not feel in the least constrained as before, but even began to assume airs, as if saying, "If you really want to know, I can satisfy your curiosity!" The general's annoyance grew to indignation and even suspicion. After the play Sipiagin took leave of Nejdanov very courteously, but did not ask his name, neither did he tell him his own.
Nejdanov bowed his head, and Sipiagin took leave of him in the French fashion, quickly lifting his hand several times to his lips and nose, and walked away, whistling and waving his cane energetically, not at all like an important official and state dignitary, but like a jolly Russian country gentleman.
The host and hostess, who never took breakfast at such an early hour, broke the rule on this occasion. Sipiagin even went so far as to relate an anecdote, quite proper, of course, but nevertheless amusing, in spite of his dignity and red ribbon, and caused Father Kiprian to be filled with gratitude and amazement.
"If what you have just told me be true," Sipiagin interrupted him still more loudly, "then it can only hasten the measures which I think necessary to take in this matter; and as for the purity of my conscience, I beg you not to trouble about that, my dear sir. "It's been polished," Markelov put in again; "there is a coat of St.
Markelov distended his nostrils malignantly. "Do you know Confucius and Titus Livius, your excellency?" The governor turned away. "Il n'y a pas moyen de causer avec cette homme," he said, shrugging his shoulders. "Baron, come here, please." The adjutant went up to him quickly and Paklin seized the opportunity of limping over to Sipiagin. "What are you doing?" he asked in a whisper.
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