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Updated: June 19, 2025


"But it's here I feel it, and here," He touched his forehead and his breast. "What's the matter with you?" asked Sanine calmly. "Look here," continued Soloveitchik, becoming more excited, "you struck a man to-day, and smashed his face in. Perhaps you have ruined his whole life. Pray don't be offended at my speaking to you like this.

Large drops fell from his muzzle into the pail. "Eat away," said Soloveitchik, "That's the train!" Sultan heaved a sigh. "I wonder if men will ever live like that! Perhaps they can't," said Soloveitchik aloud, as he shrugged his shoulders, despairingly.

"It's not the same thing at all," was Ivanoff's stubborn retort, and his eyes flashed angrily. "It's the act of an idiot, that's what it is!" His strange hatred of Soloveitchik made a most unpleasant impression upon the others. Sina Karsavina, as she got up to go, whispered to Yourii, "I am going. He is simply detestable." Yourii nodded. "Utterly brutal," he murmured.

Even the ante-room was filled with smoke. In the light Soloveitchik appeared to be a young dark-eyed Jew with curly hair, small features, and bad teeth which, as he was continually smiling, were always displayed. The newcomers were greeted with a noisy chorus of welcome.

It pained him to hear the dead man spoken of thus. "Well I can understand why Sarudine did it," said Lialia, "but Soloveitchik? I never would have thought it possible! What was the reason?" "God knows!" replied Ivanoff. "He was always a bit queer." At that moment Riasantzeff drove up, and meeting Sina Karsavina on the doorstep, they came upstairs together.

"Soloveitchik Sanine," said Von Deitz, introducing the two, and grasping the former's cold, trembling hand. Soloveitchik laughed nervously. "So pleased to meet you!" he said. "I have heard so much about you, and, you know " He stumbled backwards still holding Sanine's hand. In doing so he fell Against Yourii, and trod on Von Deitz's foot.

Soloveitchik jumped up as if to run out, but, recollecting himself, pretended to take a cigarette from the table. Goschienko noticed this, and, without replying to Dubova, said: "How fidgety you are, Soloveitchik!" Soloveitchik turned crimson and blinked his eyes ruefully. He felt vaguely conscious that his zeal did not deserve to be so severely rebuked. Then Novikoff noisily entered.

It was as though, far away in the distance, they were awaited by countless armies that, with sable banners all unfurled, had gone forth in their dreadful might to some wild conflict of the elements. From time to time the restless wind seemed to bring with it the clamour of the distant fray. With childish awe Soloveitchik gazed upwards.

Then, as he wagged his tail, the chain rattled slightly. "Gobbled it all up, eh?" Soloveitchik patted the dog's shaggy coat and felt its warm body writhe in joyous response to his touch. Then he went back to the house.

"What on earth do you mean?" exclaimed Yourii. "The third catastrophe is my own invention, just to heighten the effect; but as regards the other two, the news is correct. Sarudine shot himself last night, and I have just heard that Soloveitchik has committed suicide by hanging." "Impossible!" cried Lialia, jumping up. Her eyes expressed horror and intense curiosity.

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