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Solomin accepted the cigar and declined the offer about the factory. He stuck to his refusal, however much Sipiagin insisted. "Please don't say 'no' at once, my dear Vassily Fedotitch! Say, at least, that you'll think it over until tomorrow!" "It would make no difference. I wouldn't accept your proposal." "Do think it over till tomorrow, Vassily Fedotitch! It won't cost you anything."
"Soyez tranquille!" Kollomietzev exclaimed, glancing up at her quickly from under the brim of his travelling cap one of his own special design with a cockade in it "C'est surtout l'autre, qu'il faut pincer!" "Go on!" Sipiagin exclaimed again. "You are not cold, Mr. Paklin? Go on!" The two carriages rolled away. For about ten minutes neither Sipiagin nor Paklin pronounced a single word.
Solomin left his hat alone, the more readily as Sipiagin, who had observed his irresoluteness, exclaimed: "Won't you stay the night with us?" "As you wish." The grateful glance Mariana fixed on him as she stood at the drawing-room window set him thinking. UNTIL his visit Mariana had pictured Solomin to herself as quite different. At first sight he had struck her as undefined, characterless.
Paklin," Sipiagin pronounced with the same relentless precision, "I admire that feeling of friendship which prompts you to deny it." Do you suppose that the feeling of kinship is less strong in me than your feeling of friendship? But there is another feeling, my dear sir, yet stronger still, which guides all our deeds and actions, and that is duty!"
Valentina Mihailovna, with a most charming smile, handed Solomin a cup of coffee; he drank it and was already looking round for his hat when Sipiagin took him gently by the arm and led him into his study. There he first gave him an excellent cigar and then made him a proposal to enter his factory on the most advantageous terms. "You will be absolute master there, Vassily Fedotitch, I assure you!"
"Oh, your excellency! Extend your protection to him! He fully... deserves... your sympathy." Sipiagin snorted. "You think so?" "At any rate if not for him... for your niece's sake; for his wife!" Sipiagin half-closed his eyes. "I see that you're a very devoted friend. That's a very good quality, very praiseworthy, young man. And so you said they lived in this neighbourhood?"
He wanted to have a talk with her alone. He seemed worried. He told her that the factory was really in a bad way, that Solomin struck him as a capable man, although a little stiff, and thought it was necessary to continue being aux petits soins with him. "How I should like to get hold of him!" he repeated once or twice. Sipiagin was very much annoyed at Kollomietzev's being there.
Paklin. He comes from St. Petersburg and is a close friend of a certain person who for a time held the position of tutor in my house and who ran away, taking with him a certain young girl who, I blush to say, is my niece. "Ah! oui, oui," the governor mumbled, shaking his head, "I heard the story... The princess told me " Sipiagin raised his voice. "That person is a certain Mr.
And he was thinking of himself all the while. Poor little man! he wanted to run away as fast as he could. On the strength of the service rendered him, Sipiagin might, if need be, speak a word in his favour. For he too say what he would was implicated, he had listened and had chattered a little himself.
Philip and Stepan are to come with me!" The footman disappeared. "Yes, sir, my brother-in-law is a criminal! I am going to town not to save him! Oh, no!" "But, your excellency " "Such are my principles, my dear sir, and I beg you not to annoy me by your objections!" Sipiagin began pacing up and down the room, while Paklin stared with all his might.
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