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Eleonora Karpovna, on taking farewell of Susanna, suddenly broke into a roar that filled the church; but she was soon soothed and continually asked in an exasperated whisper, 'But where's my reticule? Viktor held himself aloof, and seemed to be trying by his whole demeanour to convey that he was out of sympathy with all such customs and was only performing a social duty.
I lived there with my mother. It was a cheerless life I led there. She soon gave birth to a son, Viktor, this same Viktor whom I have every right to think and to call my enemy. From the time of his birth my mother never regained her health, which had always been weak. Mr.
But where's the nobly born Viktor? To be sure, he's always gadding about! He'll come across the inspector one of these fine days! He'll give him a talking-to! Das ist ein Bummler, Fiktor! 'Dem Fiktov kann ich nicht kommandiren, Ivan Demianitch. Sie wissen wohl! grumbled Eleonora Karpovna.
Better get round the governor... Though, added Viktor, scratching his nose with all his fingers at once, 'you might hand over five-and-twenty roubles, if it's the same to you.... What's the blessed total I owe you? 'You've borrowed eighty-five roubles of me. 'Yes.... Well, that's all right, then... make it a hundred and ten. I'll pay it all in a lump.
Then he got up, put the manuscript in his pocket and moved towards the door; but he turned round and stopped in the middle of the room. 'Well, what do you think? I began, not waiting for him to speak. 'I have acted wrongly towards her, Fustov declared thickly. 'I have behaved... rashly, unpardonably, cruelly. I believed that... Viktor 'What! I cried; 'that Viktor whom you despise so!
Frau Richter called to-day, but only in the morning for a quarter of an hour. Not a word was said about Viktor, though I stayed in the drawing-room on purpose. Dora did not put in an appearance, though I'm sure she was at home.
All I remember is a fearful crash; I recall, too, the remains of a herring in the hair of the old man in the smock, a priest's hat flying right across the room, the pale face of Viktor huddled up in a corner, and a red beard in the grasp of a muscular hand.... Such were the last impressions I carried away of the 'memorial banquet, arranged by the excellent Sigismund Sigismundovitch in honour of poor Susanna.
Though, probably, no one ever executed such steps in reality, it was accepted as correct and I believe it is acted in just the same way to-day. One of the guests hopped excessively high, while his wig flew from side to side, and the public roared with laughter. As we were coming out of the theatre, we jostled against Viktor in a corridor.
You're drunk, said Fustov, taking his overcoat from the wall. 'He's swindled some fool of his money, and now he's telling all sorts of lies! Viktor continued reclining on the sofa, and merely swung his legs, which were hanging over its arm. 'Swindled! Why did you drink the wine, then? It was paid for with the money I won, you know. As for lies, I've no need for lying.
There there are simply such wonders as a silly girl like you could never fancy in your dreams! Of course, you can't understand it! 'Why so, Viktor Alexandritch! I understand; I understood everything. 'My eye, what a girl it is! Akulina looked down. 'You used not to talk to me like that once, Viktor Alexandritch, she said, not lifting her eyes.
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